"I have to leave, now," you tell Davey.

"I'll walk you home," he suggests. You both start walking down the streets of Manhattan while joking and laughing towards your house. You and Davey have been best friends for a very long time, but secretly, you've started liking him as more than a friend. You want to tell him, but you're afraid that he won't like you back. As you got closer, you saw your cousin, Clara, at the front steps.

"Your mother is looking for you," her silvery voice tells you. Her eyes travel from you to Davey. You look at him and see him looking back at her. Her lips curve upwards into a smile as his does the same.

"Um..." you put a piece of your hair behind your ear. "Davey, this is my cousin, Clara. Clara, this is my friend Davey," you introduce them.

"It's a pleasure to meet you," he says shaking her petite hand.

"You as well. I must get going. I'll see you inside," her eyes stay on Davey. He watches as she steps inside and closes the door.

"She seems nice," he tells you,

"Yeah, she is," you admit. "She's perfect," you quietly add.

"(Y/N), being the best friend that you are, please talk to her for me. She's gorgeous. I think I really like her. Am I crazy?" he goes on. Each word is a dagger piercing you over and over. You've never met someone like Davey. If he asked, you would be his. You're afraid of losing him to your cousin. You could feel yourself become jealous. You turn to Davey and see his blue eyes lit up and a smile plastered on his face.

"Sure," you say simply. After all, he was never yours to begin with.

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