large and terrifying

I demand that Ellie sleep in my bed that night. I'm OK on the sofa, but it's not large enough for us to share. I'm worried that I'll be up all night anyhow.

Although I have a glimmer of optimism, the road ahead doesn't exactly appear clear. The fact that my presence makes them stressed out and that they quarrel over me still remains a problem, even if the guys want to pursue a relationship with me—and that's a huge if.

I believe they bring out the best in me, but I worry that I do the opposite.

I keep lying here and thinking about them, and...