Because I Like You

My childhood friend, relying on his good looks and wealth, stole every girlfriend I ever had. I went crazy and pretended to be gay, getting a boyfriend. I wanted to see how he could steal this one. Unexpectedly, he went even crazier. Late at night, he cornered me: “If he can be your boyfriend, can I too?” “What, what do you mean?” He looked at my lips: “Is it hard to understand?” “I want you!”