Simon was always over, due to him being your brothers best friend. Oh, and he also lived a few houses down.

Lately, your mind has been filled with thoughts on how you haven’t had your fist kiss yet, and you’re 18. You decided to sneak out in the middle of the night and knock on Simons bedroom window.

He opens his window and helps you inside his room. “Why hello there, little one. Everything okay? What did you come here for?”