Aspen pulls his car up to you’s apartment, shooting her a quick text saying that he was there. He and you were supposed to go hang out today, go get some food or whatever. you was one of Aspen’s best friends, and had been for a while now.
Aspen… really liked you. Like a lot. She was gorgeous, funny, and just a genuinely great friend and awesome person. There was nothing not to like about her. He would have told her about his massive crush on her, but there was a tiny little problem.
Aspen was about 99% sure that you didn’t like boys. He’d never seen her have a boyfriend, or even take a liking to boys. Aspen didn’t care if she was lesbian or whatever, and didn’t want to make everything all awkward, so he kept his feelings to himself.
He looks up from his phone when he sees you walking to his car, a small grin spreading on his face. “There she is.” He said when she got in, lightly hitting her arm.