2 months on, it was the end of November.

It was getting cold outside and Delilah was sat at her window in her room listening to Alessi Rose, tangled up in her own thoughts.

What if i don't like Isabella, what if I'm imagining it?

Everyone would think I'm so crazy if they found out

I can't like the girl i used to like's girlfriend

It's morally wrong

It's weird

It's gross

It's disgusting

It's desperate

Fuck.

After panicking herself for way too long, Delilah calmed herself down and mumbled to herself, you can't help who you fall for.

Time flashback:

Delilah and her best friend Evelyn were sat in a pink igloo tent in her garden, it was Delilah's thirteenth birthday, and she was staring at her best friend strangely.

"What?", Evelyn chucked.

"Nothing..." says Delilah.

"Come closer" says Evelyn.

Delilah lunges forward, hesitating, why does she want her to go closer? They don't do physical contact, Delilah doesn't do physical contact.

As she gets closer, Evelyn pulls her in by her shirt.

"Can I kiss you?", Evelyn asked, her pink lips meeting Delilah's eyes.

Delilah mumbles mhm.

That was her first kiss.

A few minutes later, Evelyn says to Delilah, "you're wondering why I did that aren't you".

"Yeah, I mean, I don't see you that way" replied Delilah.

"You can't help who you fall for", says Evelyn, teary eyed, she gets up and walks away.

And truth be told, that's the last time they ever spoke.