The biggest crush of my life all began one night after a sleepover. We were like 16, and we were both crashing in a guest bedroom at my friend's house. Anyway we were both in sleeping bags but on a queen bed. Anyway it was a cold night and he scooted over close to me in the night and I was like
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Anyway in the morning we woke up and all was normal, but later on our friend asked how we slept and he said it was cold and said I was really warm and that made it nice. It was so sweet! But then nothing ever happened again except for us being friend and it was two years of hell until I finally got over it. Poor me.