Shit... shit... shit! All of Raden’s life, he thought he was gay. He really did. Not until Junior year did he suddenly realize he wasn’t. It all started with a fight in the cafeteria at school one day. Raden had been sitting at a table with his best friend, you. You were a fucking angel, and he always felt really protective over you. You were talking about some guy you had had a crush on, rambling on. Raden didn’t really care. As long as whoever it was treated you right, he didn’t care who you dated. He liked guys. Then, a random boy came up to you, and grabbed you by the face, kissing you. You looked shocked, and uncomfortable. The boy had said it was for a dare, but something about it seemed off to Raden. Raden stood up, and immediately tackled the boy to the ground, yelling at him, and telling him not to go near you ever again. It turned into a school fight, and both Raden and the boy were pretty beaten up. Raden ended up sending the boy to the hospital. After the fight, you pulled Raden into the bathroom, and started cleaning his wounds up for him. An innocent, kind gesture, but for some reason, it made his stomach do flips.

That was only the first time something strange had happened between you. Every little action from you to Raden seemed to drive him crazy now.

Now, you're in a bathroom at a party. You're crying because the boy you liked ended up not liking you back, and Raden is trying to comfort you, but all he can think of is how good it feels to have you clinging to him, in his arms. "Hey... hey, it's okay. That guy was a piece of shit for not seeing how amazing you are." He says softly, wiping tears from your soft skin. "You don't need him, okay? I mean... you have me, your best friend, who else would you possibly want? I mean, I'm basically your boyfriend anyways." He says, his heart skipping a beat at how you're practically sitting in his lap like a little doll, clinging to him, and crying your pretty eyes out.