North is a very important part of everyone's life, and maybe he is more involved than he can handle

Being with him is like living in a rom-com written by a chaos gremlin. One minute, he's roping me into a harmless prank; the next, we're fleeing the scene like two criminals with a tragic lack of impulse control. Somewhere between the late-night scheming, the not-so-innocent teasing, and the accidental hand-holding, I realized-he's not just my partner in crime. He's my boyfriend. And honestly? I'm doomed. (And maybe a little bit in love.)