BOOK 2. It's the way he carries himself; I could watch him do simple nothing for days. It's the was he talks; It's like a song on repeat I cannot get out of my head, I listen to anything he has to say for as long as he allows. It's the way he makes me smile by doing nothing, the goosebumps that arrive in my arm when...
In which best friends forever may not be the case, but friends turned to lovers are the best kind.
"I love you too, but we can't be together." "Why?" "Because I'm 13, you are older than me."
Nyctophilia (n.) love of darkness or night. finding relaxation or comfort in the dark - "We are the kids our parents warned us about."