I was afraid that I would be rejected after expressing my love for him, and we wouldn't even be friends anymore. I was even more afraid that he would treat me like he did to his ex-girlfriends, and that he wouldn't hesitate to blacklist me and leave me in disgust once he realized how possessive I was of him.
I was like a snail that only dared to cower in my shell carefully testing him to see if I was an exception for him, but unfortunately, I almost failed on the first try.
On a sunny afternoon, I looked at James, who was drinking from my water glass, and asked tentatively, "Sam asked if we were dating."
James paused and frowned, "I'll warn him to stop spreading rumors."
I smiled, "Maybe because we're too close every day."
"So what? We're best friends." James' voice sounded cold. I was stunned and looked up at him.
"How can we be dating? Once we become lovers, everything will change. No matter who it is, when they become lovers, they get possessive.
"They will gradually lose their egos."