You're Gonna Be The One That Saves Me, And After All...You're My Wonderwall.

First off Hellboy II...no good. Rest of the night...morning was amazing.

Leaning close, nodding off as the movie blasted in front of us. His head on my shoulder, my head resting on his. We began falling asleep till someone moved and then just coming back to the same spot. I felt so close, breathing deep to catch the scent of memories. Sleeping on him, he runs his finger across my hair. I turn to find us both smiling. All those fears I had slipped away. She can't ever have this, she won't ever have him this way because he is mine.

My 3 half intoxicated brothers drove us home. Forgetting he doesn't live in our neighborhood Tim pulls up to my house.
"Guess I'm coming in for a little?"
"Sure."
"Your dad won't freak."
"Eh I don't care. Umm lets hang in my room."
As we noticed Nevin is laying on the couch with no pants on.

I lay down, snuggling into my bed. His eyes wonder for awhile, questioning this and that. Laughing at the pictures of him from so long ago. Smiling when I talked about the newspaper cut out on him. Only to eventually come flying into my bed. Pillows thrown, boredom siting in so we being talking. I had forgotten how we can talk about anything. He laughs at me for sneaking him into the house...well really we just walked in. I finally understood why we grew apart or really he has been avoiding me. I laughed and forgave him. Then of course makes me feel really good,
"You have looked really good these last couple of days."
"Huh?"
"Like at the wedding. When you walked out I was like Wow damn."
"Well...thank you."

Then parts come up that just remind me that he really worries about me.
"I'll just walk home."
"Oh no you won't. I would freak out. I'll go with you."
"No because then you have to walk home alone and I can't have that."
"I have walked across town at night before."
"So I didn't have a choice then and I wouldn't have let you so I'm not."
"Sighs. You worry about me too much."
"Maybe."
"When we sneak out you demand to drive me home and then make me text you once I'm inside. Do you think something is going to happen in those few steps?"
"Yes. That's why you have to text me."

He called a cab which was probably the same guy from that other night. So I was nice and sat outside waiting with him. Birds started chirping as 4 began to roll around.
"There are birds, does that make it early?"
"Yes."
Laughter.
He left.
"Text me when you get home."
"No problem."
Early, late it doesn't matter. It had been a long time since it had just been us...the way it used to always be.

Half my bed smells like me and the other half like him.
...I slept in the middle.