"Like... Someone you want to be with." How did he not understand any of this? They had just kissed, they were always holding hands now, they usually slept in the same bed... Was something not clicking on his side. "I-I like you a lot and I don't want to let you go." He squeezed his hand, hoping that Yesterday would one day understand. "I want you and I want to be with you. Not as some roommate or friend." He couldn't say it, he couldn't just admit to it all; oh boy did he want to. In a barely audible voice, he gave his heart out. "Will you please go out with me?"