I knew we never should have come down here.

I glared over at Jake, knowing there was no way he would ever do this to me.. right? He knew how I felt about Jaime. He would never do this over some stupid game. Everyone followed whatever he said, all he had to do was.. just spin again.

Jaime leaned in close to me.

"Josh, I don't want-"

"We're gonna.. go to the closet." Jake said, grabbing her hand. My heart sunk as he eagerly pulled her away from me and around the corner towards the closet, quickly shutting it behind them like he couldn't get her out of here fast enough.

I couldn't bring myself to look at anyone, knowing they were all staring me down. It wasn't until I heard Cait finally say something that I snapped out of it.

"I wouldn't be surprised if he did that on purpose." She mumbled, tossing her empty cup to the side. "I swear to god, if I have to hear about how cool Jaime is, one more fucking time.."

He talked about her? To his own girlfriend?

He had never talked about her to me, at least, not like that.

My head was spinning, only able to picture the worst the longer they stayed in there. I couldn't believe what was happening. After all these years, and now Jake was the one having my kiss with Jaime.

I looked back over at Cait to see her now visibly upset, avoiding everyone's eyes. I hesitated before crawling over to her. She glared up at me before letting out a deep sigh.

"I guess we're kind of in the same boat." She said softly.

"W-what do you-"

"It's obvious." I bit down on my lip, feeling my face get hot.

Apparently it was obvious to everyone except Jaime.

"Why do you even play?" I asked. "Why does.. anyone play?" She shrugged, leaning her chin on her knees as she pulled her legs up against her chest.

"He wants to play, so.." She shrugged. "I don't know. I just.. I just want him to look at me the way.. I look at him. I want him to have fun with me like.. he seems to have with her. I don't understand what I'm doing wrong."

I couldn't help but feel bad for her.

"You're not doing anything wrong." I said softly. "Jake is just.." I shrugged, unsure of how to even explain it. Part of me didn't understand it either. Despite being twins, this part of our lives we always seemed to.. keep to ourselves.

Except when it came to Jaime.

He knew about Jaime.

Which made this so much worse.

"So, why aren't you guys together?" She asked. I shrugged, smirking back at her.

"Because.. I'm a coward." I giggled to myself. She finally cracked a smile, nodding back at me.

"I know the feeling." She sighed.

"Yeah, but at least you two-"

"Titles mean nothing if you don't.." She stopped herself, looking away again. "Whatever. It doesn't even matter."

She was quiet for a moment before eventually turning back to me.

"It's.. probably just the alcohol, right? He's just.. he's just flirty. It doesn't really mean anything.. right?" She asked. I nodded, hoping that I was right.

"R-right." I managed. "I'm sure.. I'm sure nothing is happening." I peeked around to see if anyone else was listening, but thankfully they were all wrapped up within each other to care about whatever Cait and I were talking about.

"He.. knows how I feel about Jaime." I whispered. "I.. I'm sure he wouldn't do anything. And.. I'm sure he wouldn't want to hurt you." She nodded, her smile eventually growing.

"Yeah." She sighed, but she didn't sound convinced. "They.. have been in there a while though. I remember the first time him and I went in there.. well.." She stopped, her cheeks burning red. I shook my head, insisting she didn't have to say any more. I couldn't bare the thought of him actually taking Jaime upstairs to his room and-

I shook the thought.

But every second they were in there was excruciating. I wondered if anyone had ever barged in before. There was a first time for everything, right?

Then my heart jumped as I finally heard the door open, my eyes instantly shooting over to her. They didn't look any different, not like I would know how she looked after making out with someone anyway. All I wanted was to act like this never happened. She then came over to me, leaning down close.

"Can you take me home?" She whispered, leaning her hand on my shoulder. I stared up at her, wondering what could have possibly happened to make her want to up and leave all together.

"Sure." I sighed, avoiding her eyes as I lead her up the steps, ignoring the hushed murmurs from everyone down below. I couldn't bring myself to speak, despite having a million questions that I wanted none of the answers to.

Then she grabbed my arm, pulling me down the hallway towards the stairwell.

"Nothing happened." She finally said, taking my hand and gently intertwining our fingers. "With Jake, nothing happened. We.. we just talked." I stared back at her, my grip getting tighter.

Nothing happened.

"Really?" I finally managed. "But.. w-why?"

"Because I.. I want my first kiss to be.. special. And.. he's not the one I want to share it with." I couldn't contain my smile, feeling my heart beat faster. She didn't want him. That didn't mean she wanted me, but.. at least she didn't want him.

"W-who is then?" I asked, needing to know once and for all. She leaned back in, gently caressing my face as she whispered into my ear.

"You know who."

Me? Did that mean.. me?

I held my stare on her for a moment, my smile growing into a wide grin before taking her hand and leading her up the stairs and into my bedroom, quietly shutting the door behind us. She went over, sitting down on my bed. I didn't hesitate to sit down next to her, moving in closer.

"Maybe I just romanticize things too much.." She sighed. "Maybe.. I'm just setting myself up for failure and when the moment finally comes, it just.. won't live up to it." I moved in closer, reaching up, gently caressing her face.

"I.. I don't think people romanticize moments like these enough." I said as a small smile escaped my lips. "I know for me, I.. I know it'll be.. perfect, because.. I've been waiting for that special person too." I could see her eyes light up.

"So.. y-you haven't-"

"No." I said, happy she understood, not wanting to get into it. It was embarrassing enough as it was, but I knew what I was waiting for.

"So, then who's.. your special person?" She finally asked.

And there it was.

My opportunity to tell her.

"Jaime.. you know who." I sighed. "But-"

"But?"

"Jaime, can I.. can I tell you something?"

"Of course." She said, moving in closer to me, now leaning her forehead against mine. I licked my lips, keeping my eyes locked on her. If only she knew how impossible it was to not just kiss her right now.

"Jaime, I.. I want to kiss you so bad but.. I've waited so long for this and.. this just.. isn't how I imagined it." I confessed, knowing we deserved better than this. We deserved for it to be perfect because I just knew that together, we were perfect.

"How did you imagine it?" She asked. I hesitated for a moment before finally just allowing myself to pour my heart out to her.

"Well, I'd take you out.. on a date. A real date, and we would have.. an amazing time, like we always do together, but this time.. you would know how I really felt about you, and.. at the end of the night, I would walk you to your door and if you'd let me.. then I would kiss you. But.. not just any kiss. I'd want you to feel just how long I've waited.. how badly I've wanted to kiss you for as long as I could remember. I would kiss you the way you deserved to be kissed."

"Josh.." She sighed, staring back at me in the way I've only dreamt she'd one day look at me.

"Jaime, I want our first kiss to be special because.. we are special. What we have is.. so special and I've never wanted to risk ruining what we have but.. I don't think anything could ever ruin us. I just think.. we are meant for so much.. if we just.. maybe.. let ourselves try?"

That was all I was hoping for, just a chance, just a moment to try, to see if.. we could take that next step together. I know how hard it is to become more than friends after being friends for so long, and I've seen it time and time again, the best of friends becoming total strangers after taking it one step too far.. but Jaime and I aren't like them. We weren't like any of them.

We were special.

She then slowly moved her hands up my chest, wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Are you gonna remember any of this tomorrow?" She asked. I couldn't help but smile, leaning my forehead against hers as I gently held her face in my hand.

I knew that it didn't matter how much I drank.

I would remember this night for the rest of my life.

"Just as long as you do."