CRUSHed Masculinity

Today was the day. You swore to yourself that today you were going to finally confess your feelings to Amy.

This was despite your better judgment and the fact that you had been friends since kindergarten.

You and her were the last two remaining of their friend group that never grew apart despite attending different high schools. You could not hide his feelings any longer. After all Amy was your first love.

You would do anything to make it official.

Your plan was simple. Go to her house, invite her to dinner, then when the moment is right he would confess your feelings.

You get dressed and drive over to Amy's house.

Swallowing your fear, you ring the doorbell.