"I don't know!" he yelled as he ran a hand through his hair. He really had no idea as to why they were fighting, all he knew was that he hated doing it. Since when had Lisa and he ever fought? They didn't, it wasn't like them at all. This had to stop.
So, silently he walked towards her, their faces just inches from the others. "Yeah, they do. They have to." And then, before he really even knew what he was doing, he was closing the gap between them and softly putting his lips on hers. He didn't know why, but he was kissing his best friend. And it was good.