My Best Friend

He sheepishly smiled at me, one hand still tugging at the edge of his jacket in a nervous way. I couldn't help but smile, he was so cute when he did that.
"U-Um, C-Cross?" He stutters, tripping on his words. I look down at him.
"Yeah, Epic?"
"A-Are...Are you okay?" He asks, seeming to have changed the question, mid-thought. I wondered what he would've asked me, if he had the courage to. He doesn't like me...I like him more than anything in the world, but, HIM like ME? I wasn't so sure about that now.

Either way, he was precious to me...always.