Warning: Depressing

Writing prompt contest

Your love was like a drug to me. You were the first friend of the opposite sex that actually understood me. I don't see why you won't date me already when you stated that you liked me, but it's too late to tell you how I feel.

Matter of fact it's too late for anything. You told me how you wanted us to live the life that we never could have... The life that would make us feel like we weren't gonna have to struggle to get. A life where we were going to sit back and relax....

Okay so this contest topic

Write 2-3 chapters about a boy best friend wanting to date her but he is scared too