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Trying hard not to fall
On the way home
You were trying to wear me down, down
Kissing up on fences and up on walls
On the way home
I guess it's all working out, now

'Cause there's still too long to the weekend
Too long till I drown in your hands
Too long since I've been a fool, oh

Leave this blue neighbourhood
Never knew loving could hurt this good, oh
And it drives me wild
'Cause when you look like that
I've never ever wanted to be so bad, oh
It drives me wild
You're driving me wild, wild, wild
You're driving me wild, wild, wild
You're driving me wild

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I look at Felix and his lips are suddenly on mine. The surge of electric emotions I've held back take my breath away. Too quickly, he pulls away. His face is pink and flushed with panic. I smile, blushing a little, too. I look back at him as he apologizes frantically. He is so adorable when flustered. I kiss him to shut him up.
"I love you, too, asshole."
"I'm glad." He giggles and kisses me again. "I think I remember the way home."
"Suddenly you want to disappear from the public?"
"Well, Ri, I am a young man with certain hormonal issues."
"Big words. Much tired. No comprehension."
"You just used a big word."
"Shhh."
"Let's go before my problem gets any bigger."
"Oh? Dammit, Felix. You can't tease me like that."
"Like what?"
"Let's go before my problem gets any worse."

We run our way back to the dorms and I find my room. I showered and got ready for bed. I walk into my room to see Felix sleeping. We used to cuddle as kids, and we obviously like each other so, I don't see a big deal. I lay next to him and he stirs, not fully asleep yet. He smiles at me and pulls me closer. I end up wrapping my arms around him as he tucks his face into my collarbones; just like when we were little. I was taller, being older, and so he'd cuddle into my shoulders. Good to know he still likes it that way even though he's the taller one now. I listen to his breaths soften as he drifts off. I missed you so, so much, Felix.

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I pull her close and hope to God she didn't see me earlier, or if its obvious what I had been doing. Holding her like we did as children brings back so many memories, but also so many feelings. I missed her so much. Please don't go home. Just stay.

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