"It's good to know I have a friend at 3 AM" He sighs.
"Yeah definitely." I play with the strings on my hoodie.
"Hey look at me." He cups my chin.
I don't have time to respond before he smashes his lips on mine. I get so lost in what was happening that before I know it we are back at my place tangled together in a sweaty mess. I remember his short breaths on my neck. I remember his small moans with every movement. I remember the way my hands tangled in his sweaty hair. I remember how our bodies felt like they were made for each other. I remember how in that moment I knew I was in love. I remember how when I woke up he was still next to me. He was always there for me and he wasn't just there for 3 AM.
