Zandell didn't know what was wrong with him. He would've never done this before, especially not to Sarah. She was his best friend and he'd always hoped that it stayed like that. That didn't make him stop though, if anything it made him pull her closer to him and it made him press his lips a little bit more onto hers. He couldn't stop now, he didn't understand it, but something wasn't allowing him to pull away. He wanted to keep kissing Sarah forever if that was even possible,. But he knew he had to pull away soon, yet his body refused to move and he started to panic.
What if she reacts badly to what he was doing? Or what if she doesn't react at all? Those were both bad, but to him one thing was even worse. What if she liked it? ... That would change everything between them, maybe not so much, but it would change things ... a lot. He'd always seen her as a friend, but now, as he finally pulled away and he looked at her, straight into her eyes, he was finally seeing her as something more. He opened his mouth slightly to say something but quickly closed it, being lost for words. Nothing formed in his mouth.
"I'm sorry." he said finally. "But I couldn't resist ... Sarah ... I have to tell you this." he whispered, before he grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her towards him again, embracing her tightly. "I love you. I always have." He whispered in her ear.