You walked with your best friend Antonio, talking with him as you headed home. You had loved him since forever, but you had never told him how you felt about him. You remembered the first time you met him…

You were riding your bike and then suddenly a car was rushing by and you flew off your bike. Then a young man was running after the passing car, cussing in Spanish, and then finally he said in English, "YOU JERK! RUSH PAST A FREAKING GIRL! DON'T YOU KNOW HOW TO TREAT A LADY!" He turned to you and helped you up, "Hey, you okay there senorita?" You nodded and smiled weakly, "Yea- Ow! Ow! Ow!"

"Hey I can throw your bike in my trunk and I can give you a lift home."

"That's really sweet of you, but I wouldn't want to impose."

"Come on." He smiled, "You get a ride home, and I get to talk with a girl." He said with a wink.

You had agreed and you had been friends ever since. Heck, you never even fought over what to watch at the movies.

"Hey _, wanna see a movie?"

"Sure Antonio, what kind of movies do you like."

"Action/romance."

"Really! Same here! How about we go see the new Zorro?"

"That's what I was thinking! Are you psychic or something?"

"Nah, I just know my movies."

You smiled thinking about it. But that doesn't mean you hadn't had fights…

"You can't date Francis! He's my best friend! Isn't there a rule about that somewhere in one of those 'Girl Friends Book of Rules' things!"

"You're such an idiot Antonio, we don't always live by the book and besides, that book isn't really a book."

It turns out that you found out that Francis was the type to date multiple girls.

"Thanks for being there for me, even though you suggested that I don't date him." You sneezed and used a second tissue to wipe away your tears.

"No problem."

"So why are you friends anyways?"

"He may be a player, but he has a good heart for the most part."

You finally made it to your house, and looked at the sunset, you and Antonio had taken the scenic route, and besides it was winter times so of course it became sunset fast.

"Antonio…I've wanted to ask you something for a long time, but I wasn't sure how to ask these questions." You said shuffling your feet.

"Well out with it then amiga." He said with a kind smile.

"We've been friends for two years now, and…well…Oh heck with it. Do you think I'm pretty?"

He raised an eyebrow, "No."

"Oh…Do you like me?"

"No."

You couldn't believe this! He was your best friend! How could he not like you, or think you weren't pretty!" Tears itched at your eyes.

"If I were to walk away from your life would you cry?"

"No." He answered simply.

The tears that had welled up in your eyes, were now pouring down, "I've heard enough, I'm sorry I've been a waste of your time these last couple of years." You turned towards your house and began to walk away but he caught your wrist and then tugged at your hand and pulled you towards him,

"_ wait. Hear me out first."

You blushed fiercely, through your tears.

"_, you're not pretty, you're beautiful. I don't like you, I love you. And if you were to walk away, out of my life, I wouldn't cry…I would die." With that, he pulled you closer and planted a deep kiss on your lips, which you happily returned.

"I love you _."

"So do I Antonio."

The sunset, and my best friend, was now my boyfriend.