Where is this idiot?" I muttered to himself. I have been in Peem's room for about 3 hours now, and there has been no sign of Peem. Ordinarily I'd have left, but not today. I have to do what i came here for. We've been friends since high-school, I need to tell him how i feel today.
I probably slept off, because the next time I awoke, Peem was sat on his chair with blood on his face. I immediately jumped off the bed to examine him.
"Peem. What happened to you? Who did this to you??" After getting a better view of his battered face, I became angry.
"It's....it's nothing to worry about Q." He kept his eyes to the ground and his hands in eachother like a little kid being chastised.
"You're bleeding!! Of course it's something to worry about!!!!" I didn't realise I was shouting until he spoke again.
"Please Q...." his voice broke off and gave way to soft sobs.
I knelt down in front of him and pressed my forehead to his "I'm sorry Peem. I shouldn't have raised my voice. I really shouldn't have. I'm sorry." I was on the verge of tears myself.
We stayed like that for 30 minutes before Peem stopped crying.
"So what happened?"
"You happened." I raised my brows, that doesn't make.
"Me? How?"
"You were being badmouthed by some engineering students in a bar and I confronted them. Then I got beat up"
"I'm so sorry Peem." I turned to face him and show him I'm truly sorry.
"It's ok Q." He smiled sadly. "You're my best friend, I would get beat up for you anywhere".
Best friend. That's all I am.
"Is that all i am?" I asked.
"Huh?"
"Peem, we've been friends since high school and I don't know when and how but I think I'm in love with you." He went silent. I couldn't read his face to know his answer, until he pulled me in for a kiss.
"I'm in love with you too dumbass, why else would I take a beating for you?"