Barry's POV: Caitlin's Apartment

I woke up to Caitlin screaming. "Barry?!" I put my hands up to try to calm her down. "Nothing happened last night, Cait." "Then why were you in my bed with me?" "You wouldn't go to sleep until I did." "Oh." "Cait, I don't think of our relationship as anything other than platonic and friendly." She looked kind of hurt. I chalked it up to her having a hangover. "I don't love you that way." At this point I was kind of lying. I do love her, don't I? Which way though? It's definitly not platonic. What am I saying? Of course it's platonic. I don't love her that way, right? Right. "We cannot tell anyone about this." She and I said at the same time. I flashed my clothes on and left.