Shit, I wasn’t expecting this. I was hoping to still be friends with Skye for now, but with this change in heart, I was no longer sure if I just wanted to stay as friends with them or something more.

Either way, I felt that I needed to ask something. Right, I didn’t actually know where exactly they lived. Perhaps on one of the sessions, we could do it in their house instead. Yes, I would suggest that.

“Well, Skye, since I don’t know where you live, would you mind hosting one of the music sessions at your place instead?” 

Skye seemed surprised by my question, but nevertheless agreed to my request. 

“Actually, why not? The upright I have sounds better than your keyboard.” That statement earned a gentle smack by me, even though I knew it was true. My keyboard wasn’t the newest model, and generally an actual physical piano tended to sound a lot better. 

“Great, text me the address and we’ll do it tomorrow.” 

“Tomorrow? Uh, okay. Looks like I’ll need to do some deep cleaning at my house.”

I giggled. I figured their place wasn’t as tidy as my place was. My place was rather large (I inherited the house from my parents), but I made sure that every part of the house was clean. I had cleaners coming in every week to clean the house just to ease my worries, as I really wanted my house to be in relatively spotless condition whenever I came home.

After I paid for our pasta, we parted ways, but not before another hug. This time, I hugged them for a longer time, as I realised I did really enjoy giving Skye hugs. Skye didn’t seem to mind the longer hug, and started patting my back when they realised I wasn’t going to let them go anytime soon. 

Without a doubt, our friendship has blossomed to a point where I craved for more, this time a relationship with them. I wasn’t sure what I should do, so I ended up texting Jess again once I got back home.

Me: Emergency, I need to talk to you, please. Don’t worry if you’re busy though, it’s related to Skye.

Jess seemed to be on her phone as she quickly responded with a call. I didn’t usually enjoy a phone call, but this was Jess, and I was the one who asked for this.

“What’s up? Skye treating you like shit again?” 

“No, Jess, on the contrary, they have been treating me like royalty, a really good friend. I… might have feelings for them now.”

Jess’ reaction was something I didn’t expect. She actually started yelling, not in anger but rather in joy.

“I knew it. You do have feelings for them, that’s why you forgave them so quickly. Well, judging by how you interacted with them, I can tell they are no longer the same person as you knew in school. I would go for it if I were you.”

“Really? You think it’s not too soon after my initial rejection?” 

“Nah, if they still had feelings for you, they would immediately accept it.”

Hearing my best friend encouraging me to pursue this relationship felt so right. I wasn’t expecting Jess to agree with me so quickly, but nevertheless, I trusted and valued her opinion in this, as she was the more experienced person.

“Cool, I guess I’ll confess to them tomorrow. I’m meeting with them at their place for another jam session anyway.” 

“Typically I would say that’s too soon, but knowing you, and hearing about Skye, tomorrow is a good idea. Also, wait, you have another jam session with them tomorrow? I thought it was only Saturdays?”

I began to explain about the conversation I had with Skye during our recent lunch. Jess agreed that more time spent was good, and wished me luck for my confession tomorrow. I thanked her and ended the call soon after.

Right, it was time to plan my actions since I was going to confess to them the next day. I ran through multiple possible scenarios in my head, and figured the best way for me was to show up to their doorstep with flowers and confess my feelings. It may be cliché but I was willing to bet that they enjoyed receiving flowers. Hopefully I was right.