As he sat resting his face on his left hand wondering to himself what events had passed that evening while looking out of the car's window...the boy next to him put his hand on his.
"What's wrong kookie? Why did you behave like that in there?"
"Huh....uh.....no" (lost in thoughts)
"HELLO IM ASKING YOU THAT WHY WERE YOU LIKE THAT IN FRONT OF SARAN??"
Why does he care?does he like him or something?
"DO YOU.....LI...WHY DO YOU CARE??"
cause I'm worried about you....I love you that is why...
"Just asking...if there is something bothering you you can talk to me about it...OKAY?"
"YEAH...IK!! Your my best friend after all!!"
The last sentence hurt both of them...as they loved each other but couldn't tell each other.
They sat there for a long time...not talking to each other.