"Sorry, just lost in my own head." She reiterated sheepishly, looking down at her feet while they walked.

He then of course turned the dreaded question on her. She'd been anticipating it, tried to think of an appropriate response or suitable excuse, anything other than the truth. The problem was that she didn't want to lie to him, but she didn't really want to tell him the truth either. How did you tell one of your best friends you fancied them anyhow?

A fight was also out of the question, she didn't want to do that either, less than either of the other options, but what did she do? It would be incredibly hypocritical of her not to admit what was going on, but she did not want to damage anything they already had.

"I know this is going to sound like a cop out, because it is, and it makes me look like a huge hypocrite, but can you just believe me when I say if it was really important I'd tell you?" It wasn't important and she would get over it and she would get better at hiding it. Probably.