I love it when you call me Ames

I love it when he calls me Ada.
I love it when he calls me Bee.
I love it when he calls me Ames.
There's something so special about having a nickname. Well, idn, it's not really a nickname, it's more affectionate than that. But it's not a "pet name" either. It makes me feel valued, like that person cares for me in a way that no one else does. It makes me feel like I'm worth something to them. Makes me feel "all fuzzy inside", like i just want to curl up on a deep red colored couch with a plaid felt blanket and watch the fire burn as it snows outside.
I miss him calling me Ames. I miss him giving me big hugs. I miss him spending all his free time spontaneously at my house. I miss my mom always bragging on him. I miss being able to talk to him anytime I wanted. I miss him wanting to hang out with me.
Btw, in case you're not me and you're wondering who on earth I'm talking about...he's just a friend. I don't like him romanticly.

Right now, -this is about anyone in general- I feel like a part of me is saying "get a boyfriend, you know you want one, they're fine, come on, they're fun, lots of other kids are dating, even student leaders at LugROX."
But the other part of me is saying "no, wait, don't get into that yet, it's too soon, too rash, you'll end up going farther than you want to, nothing ever comes of HS relationships, what would your ABS girls think?, do you really want the pressures of being in a relationship?"
The thing is, I don't know which side is my heart/soul and which side is my human brain. Maybe it's a bit of both, but it's still nice to know. Like, it would help me with figuring out my motives. I'd still wait till college to date if it did end up being my heart telling me that I want a bf.