Alex blinked as he stood, and wasn't it a bit suddenly? Because now he was a bit close. She coughed and fiddled with his collar, speaking softly and not looking him in the eyes.
"Yeah, well, we both concluded you're a huge prat...and I guess I was a douche, too. So...we can...stop hating eachother, because you're my best mate, and it's like, even though, I can be an arse to you, you still have to love me!" She laughed nervously.
But the next part slipped out without Alex wanting it to. "Do you love me?" She inhaled sharply, almost inaudibly, after asking it, and then snorted. "Don't answer that. I know you do. Whatever..." she rambled in a joking matter, starting to pull away.