Quantum Mechanics.

Maybe he is jealous about him. Maybe he is amazed that a girl has [ultimatelly] rummaged out as deep as to enter into such a relationship-first shot and what a girl! Maybe he fears me. Maybe he wants me. Maybe he desires me but the freindship he shares with him does not allow him to carry it out and suppresses him from doing so. Maybe he thinks, I'm bad influence on him and that I'm taking him away from him and himself [his usual modus operandi]. Maybe he thinks, I'm just bourgeois, stiff, supercilious and vain a girl who will have only used him and is of no use either way-all she can bring with herself is destruction [hence he trepidates about his dear friend]; further, his afterthoughts about me can follow the she-is-fake line and that I actually do not have such a fancy and sophisticated mind that opinions and second person accounts have created in his mind. Maybe he does not care. Maybe he thinks, I make myself superior to him, to others; he wouldn't behave in such a manner. Of course.