it was nearly midnight when there was a tap on your window. it was no surpise to you when you found cal trask outside. of course, you let him inside. he immediately laid down on your bed, closing his eyes. it looked like he had just relaxed for the first time that day.

silence was normal between you and the boy. as he laid down on his back, you laid on your stomach, sketching his side profile away (in the sketchbook you had filled with dozens of others drawings of cal). the relationship between you and him was always rather confusing. most people were convinced the two of you were dating. but, you weren't. and you didn't know if you were okay with that or not. however, you were too afraid to say anything.

instead, you admired him silently as he laid on your bed in the night - making sure to get every detail of his face perfect.