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you wished you'd just kept your mouth shut.
how could a few sentences feel like they'd practically ruined your whole life? as dramatic as it sounded, it felt true. in the midst of telling the girls about your infatuation with josh, he had somehow overheard the entire thing.
you were all gathered on the sam's bed, each of you wrapped up in blankets and pillows, dressed in mismatched pyjamas. the night had been full of laughs and cosy chats, all of you too wired to sleep. it started innocently enough.
it started off with jess teasing ashley about her oh so obvious crush on chris, sam ends up spilling about a lame attempt at a bad pickup line a guy had used on her from the other night.
it felt natural, easy, like the kind of conversation you've all had a hundred times before.
then, somehow, the conversation turned to you.
"so, who do you have your eye on?" jess had asked, eyebrows raised.
your cheeks warmed as you tried to brush it off. "no one special, really..."
"liar!" emily grinned, nudging you. "we've all seen the googly eyes you've had whenever you've been texting lately. spill!"
with everyone watching, it felt impossible not to tell them. so, you sighed, gave a half hearted shrug, and said, "okay, fine... it's josh."
the room went silent, then burst into an eruption of delighted squeals and whispers. excited about their excitement, you let yourself share the details, all those moments that had been replaying in your mind over and over again.
the way he'd remember your coffee order without asking, the times he'd stayed up texting you when you knew he had an early morning the next day, his habit of giving you his hoodie whenever he noticed you were cold, even if it meant he'd end up shivering.
"so what are you waiting for?" sam grinned. "tell him how you feel!"
"oh, yeah, right," you laughed, trying to play it off. "i'm sure he's dying to know his best friend is totally in love with him. no way."
and then you heard it. a small sound from outside the door. a creak of the floorboard.
every head turned as you realised, too late, that the door was slightly ajar, and a shadow lingered just outside.
