i dont wanna be your friend, i wanna kiss your neck!

two highschool sweethearts that never came to be. you and matty were relatively close, though you were unpopular. you grew gradually closer, even though it was like an impossible phenominon.

you grew closer - as much as he had flings, relationships, situationships, you name it - he only really sought after one person...

that person was you.

you both aged into mature adults, still fairly close friends.. though he wanted to be closer. he always always wondered if you would see him.

then, it was his perfect chance. it was slowly getting darker, and you were still wondering about town centre. your friends had left early. he doesnt want to regret this, so..

he walked up to you, a childish grin on his face. god, how you hadnt forgotten that expression.

"hey, love." he says, with that same accent. "what are you doing out at this time of day?"