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A friend
As I sat on the wide queen-size bed, I looked at his long and tired face. I bothered him to continue talking to me and he told me his day had been too long and he needed rest. I grudgingly accepted. I then asked him if he would help me look for something I had lost weeks ago and he told me he was going to sleep this minute. He said I could sleep in his bed if I wanted. It was nice to be offered that, especially from him. Excitedly, I layed down next to him as he slowly fell into slumber. I realized that didn't feel right, so I strangely curled up at the bottom of the bed by his feet. This felt right for some reason; maybe sleeping right next to him was too much of a commitment for me.
I stared up at the ceiling thinking thoughts like "What is going on here?" My relationship with him is odd; we aren't exactly together, but almost, at least in my eyes. Maybe he thinks we are just close friends. I was thinking about how I've never felt like this for someone before. And I'm not trying to say that I've never liked anyone this much before or some dumb romantic thing like that. I've had feelings for boys before where they are all I can think about. With them, it's like an emotional attachment, but with him I can think about other people and have more of a physical attraction instead. We've never talked about our situation before and I'm not sure we should; I'm too afraid of what he might think.
All of these thoughts caused me to dwindle into sleep. The next morning, he woke up before me and made me more comfortable in his bed. I knew because I was pretending to sleep. It made me happy. All I've ever really wanted in a partner is someone who does things like that even when they think I'm not aware. He is sweet, caring, funny, and a great friend and that is all I need. Even if he doesn't think we are in any sort of relationship, it's nice having someone like him in my life. It makes everything I hate a little less worse, every person I dislike I like a little more, spiders that I find disgusting can become my friends when I remember that I've got him.

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