It was your senior year in high school and you had developed a crush on your best friend since 2nd grade, Stewie Griffin.
You knew that Stewie was bi, and wondered if he felt the same way about you. You were always worried that some guy or girl would get him before you even had a chance to ask him to the dance.
You and your best friend had always walked to class together, but for the past week, Stewie had been avoiding you. If you went one way in the hallway, he'd go another. He refused to sit by you in any class. When you would walk over to his house to talk, the door was always answered by Brian telling you that Stewie wasn't home.
You missed your best friend. You didn't even know what you did for him to abandon you like this. Maybe he found out that I like him, you thought. But he couldn't have, I never told anyone and it's not like I keep a dairy with details about my love life.
You were stumped. There was no way that he could possibly know.
The rest of that Wednesday afternoon you sat on your living room couch eating ice cream and watching some weird tv show that you couldn't follow. How could you possibly understand some weird ass show when you couldn't understand why your best friend/crush was ignoring you.
Then you heard it.
Banging on your door.
You got up and walked over to the door and opened it to find Stewie.
"What the hell do you want?" You growled.
"Listen, (Y/N), I'm sorry about all of this, but I need you to come outside for you to understand," he said with hope in his eyes.
You thought about it for a moment then walked out of the house and stir the door," This better be good."
The two of you walked the backyard under the neon orange, pink, and yellow sunset.
Stewie had you sit in a red fold out chair and then, after about ten minutes of awkward silence and an almost set sun, "(Y/N), I know we've been friends for most of our lives, and I'd like to continue that, but in a different way. You make me feel like no one else in the world does. You gave me hope and joy in some of the darkest situations I'd ever been through, and I love you." Before you could react, he turned around and screamed,"Now Brian!"
You hear the sound of fireworks going off and then you saw it. Spelled out in the sky with fireworks was '(Y/N) will you go to prom with me?'.
You had never been so happy. You looked at Stewie who was kneeling beside you with his dark brown hair, and glistening sapphire blue eyes, and pale complexion. You had never felt so much love for one person.
You grabbed onto his shoulders and smashed your lips together. At first he didn't do anything other than become red as a maraschino cherry. Then he began to kiss who back with a lot of force. You wrapped your arms around his neck while his where at your waist.
You kissed for what seemed like hours, but your need for oxygen forced you to stop.
"I love you, Stewart Gilligan Griffin."
"I love you too, (Y/N)."
And then you continued to kiss while Brian has unsure if he should stay or leave.