"I think I'm in love with you."
I had to refrain myself from spitting my ice cold drink in his face. His eyebrows scrunched up and he gave me a confused glance.
"What's so funny?"
"That's absolutely ridiculous."
He stared at me some more and opened his mouth to speak, but I put my hand up to stop him.
"Its ridiculous because I'm asexual. I don't have sexual feelings for others."
I expected him to throw a fit and cause me to cower in embarrassment, but instead he smirked.
"That doesn't mean you can't be emotionally attracted to someone."
As soon as he spoke, I knew he already knew about my sexuality. And I was trapped.