Blaine

You have a best friend. You've known him for about a year. But you hit it off very quickly. Your sister and her boyfriend introduced you. Ellie and Bobby have been dating for quite a while. And Bobby has a best friend, Blaine. So Ellie and Bobby decided to set you up, and it kind of worked out. Blaine fell in love. He'd never had a girlfriend. Because he wasn't looking for a relationship. Just casual hookups at night. And that's it.
Blaine started showing up at your place often. But you were never alone. Why? Because he was afraid of hurting you. Or himself, either. He wasn't gentle, affectionate, or caring. His love and affection were expressed in other ways. He could come and fix a faucet or a lightbulb. He could bring medicine if needed. He didn't write first, but if you had, he would have answered. He's seven years older than you. The difference is big, and you're too young for him. But there was something about you.
You went on vacation to the lake in the summer. The four of you. You, Blaine, Ellie, Bobby. The guys were setting up tents, grilling kebabs, you were cooking and setting the table. You had a few drinks, then went swimming. The guys took turns throwing you into the water. Then you and Ellie discussed them, sneaking glances at them, and then burst into laughter. You and Ellie are a bit similar, but your personalities are different. Then Blaine picked you up in his arms, and Bobby picked up Ellie, and they threw you into the water.