We've been together for about 2 years. We were in our junior year of high school. I was dealing with stuff with my parents at home, which made it hard sometimes. But you helped me through it as much as you could. But it was for you to because I didn't want you near my family.

One night I come over to your house. Your mom lets me in and tells me you are upstairs in your room. I go upstairs and knock on your door. When you open it, I mumble, "Can I come in?"

"Of course," you say, a look of concern washes over your face. You let me in, and before you can say anything, I wrap my arms around you.

"I just needed to see you," I mumble.