"You like him don't you?" My little sister says suddenly.
"What no i don't like him, he's my best friend," I reply unconvincingly
"Even if he's your best friend doesn't mean you can't like him. Besides I see the way you look at him." Her smile growing bigger. I nudge her playfully.
"Whatever it's progress." I say smiling at her.
Triggers of abuse and violence (not a lot)