The Bully

8 Years Later

Phil and I had moved in together right after high school. We were both attending college at one point, but I dropped out.

I was sitting on the sofa, scrolling through my laptop, when I felt something on my arm. I looked over and saw an innocent-looking Phil holding a packet of metallic cat stickers. It didn't take a genius to figure out what happened.

"Did you seriously just put a cat sticker on my arm?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because I think you're purr-fect."

I couldn't stop myself from laughing at how cute that was. "Stop it, you spork! You're too cute." I playfully pushed him away.

"Do you want another one?"

"No."

"Are you paw-sitive?"

"Stop, Phil! Oh my gosh!"

We laughed a little before Phil continued. "Do you remember the first time you kissed me?"

"If this is going to turn into another cat pun, I swear-"

"No, it's not. I paw-mise."

"Why?!"

He couldn't stop laughing. "Okay, okay! I'm sorry! I couldn't help myself!"

I rolled my eyes.

"Seriously though, do you remember that?"

"Of course I remember that. Why?"

"I'm still glad it was me."

I looked at him with a small smile. "Really?"

"Yeah."

I stayed silent for a few seconds before responding. "Me too."

"That's grrr-reat!"

"Phil!"