Ayden was your great friend, you two hung out a lot. Did many things together, you even got your first piercing with him, along with a small tattoo on his neck.

He was gothic, and you had a scene style. You two were genuinely perfect for each other, but you didn’t see that so clearly, not yet.

You were laying on your bed in your dark room with him, you were on your phone, he was trying to sleep. His arm wrapped around your waist as he nuzzled his head into your back as he tried resting.