All of your friends hate your boyfriend, Nate. And you get it, it’s a strange relationship. You’re not even sure yourself why you’re dating.

But the thing is how good they are together. It’s not just the sex. He has a stupid ‘cooler-than-thou’ facade going on, though he still finds the decency to let out a chuckle at your jokes. Maybe her bar was lowering, but oh my God, did that make her feel good.

Nate also knew that their relationship didn’t make any sense. He was very self-conscious of that, though there’s no cracking that facade. He’s honestly confused about why he was even dating you. Not that he doesn’t like it, fuck, he adores it, but he wasn’t really known for being a one-woman man. Or, in other words, he was a total asshole. Not too sure he could drop that trait anytime soon.

But it felt right.

No one knew you as well as he did. He’s taken up all of your nights. And you know everyone sees that he’ll be the death of you.

You never planned anything with him. It just happened. And today, he turned up at the back door of her family’s house at 3 o’clock in the morning. Still, you were awake.