"Stokeley I.." I say and he looks me in my eyes and keeps quiet. I avoid looking his eyes because I was nervous.

"L-Look Bil, if you don't feel the same just don't say anything. please." he says looking sort of hurt.

I look up at him and think about the kiss he pulled me into and to be honest, I felt safer with him.

"I-I like you too." I let off my chest. "T-That's the problem.. I'm afraid to like anyone Stokeley.." he looks at me.

"Bil, you don't need to be afraid of me, I would never. ever. do anything to hurt you alright?" he reassures me.

I stand still for a second, he places his hand on my shoulder, "We don't have to be in a relationship. Bil, I want you to feel happy and comfortable with me."

he pauses, "Even if that means we stay bestfriends."

I look at Stokeley, "I-I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I start to turn away and sit on the couch when he stops me.

"Hey hey hey, Bil, there is no reason for you to feel sorry." he looks at me and sees the hurt in them.

"It's just I don't want you to be in the position to fix something that's broken." I look at him with my voice breaking.

"Billie, you're no where near broken." he sits next to me. "Who told you that you were broken?"

"I tell myself that because- nevermind I don't want to talk about it." I stop myself from telling the truth.

"Look Stokeley, you have no idea how much has been taken away from me, so you can't tell me I'm not broken. I'm a whole ball of stress and I don't want to put you through that."