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1.) When we were at an ice skating rink with a few friends, he offered to help me skate with him. So, we intertwined our fingers and held hands while skating a couple times around the rink.

2.) He noticed when I started dancing to the music or singing, he'd hover near me and join in too at the ice rink.

3.) It's a joke with my friends to tell him he has a nice ass, and I've told him that I refuse to tell him that. But I finally did when he slipped on the ice and got snow on his butt, and he skated to me and leaned close to me over the railing, and said "I've been looking for ways to accentuate my butt." And I said "Yeah, the snow really makes it pop."

4.) He let me rest my legs on his thighs when we all went for ice cream afterwards.

5.) When my friends and I rested on the bench at the ice rink, he'd awkwardly hover behind me even though there was plenty of room to sit.

He knows I like him because I told him a few months ago. But he wanted to stay single because it made things easier for him. He told me I was pretty cool nevertheless, and wanted to still be good friends. So we have. I thought I've gotten over him, but obviously I fooled myself. Should I readdress my feelings toward him and ask him to give me a chance?

Last night, three female friends of mine (Penelope, Kim, and Sally) and two male friends (Jack and George) and I went to hang out. We went ice skating, ate at a pizza place, went to the mall, and had a good time overall.

In September, I confessed to Jack and told him to reject me. I had a bad feeling that he didn't like me like that anyway and I told him my feelings over text (so terrible ik). He replied that he thought I was "pretty cool," but said being single makes things a lot easier for him but he hopes that this doesn't change anything between us or that he hasn't made me mad. I wasn't mad, I accepted it, and we're still good friends like we were before. There was no awkwardness at all.

Fast forward to last night, and I'm freaking out internally. Here's why:

1.) Jack offered to help me skate on the ice, but I denied it a couple times. When he asked again, I accepted his help and he said "Here, give me your hand." And I intertwined our fingers as we held hands, and he carefully led me out farther on the rink. We held hands like that and skated around two or three times and the entire time he was so calm and supportive, telling me "You got this, (my name)." or "You're doing great." or "See? It's not that hard!"

2.) He let me rest my legs on his when we went for ice cream. He put his feet on Penelope's knees, and I put mine on his thighs. We stayed like that practically the entire time and he didn't mind.

3.) It's a joke with my friends to tell Jack that he has a nice ass BBC Jack said he wants to know what it's like to be objectified (omg don't ask), but he just likes the attention. So when he fell on the ice and snow got all over his butt, I yelled to him and said, "Jack, nice ass!" And he grins, skating over to me and leans over the railing close to me and looks me in the eyes, saying "Yeah, I've been wondering how to accentuate the most important part of my body." And I laugh, replying, "Snow definitely makes it pop."