The lyrics in front of him were cheesy, but somehow they managed to echo exactly how he felt.
He’d spent hours asking questions to try and guess the answer, but he couldn’t bring himself to ask the one that would get the answers he wanted; Does he like me back?
If I said you had a beautiful body would you hold it against me?
If he said yes… Would it mean that he would actually hold it against him, or that he would use it to his advantage?
Taking a deep breath he decided to finally find out for himself.
