I met you at school. Best day of my life. Since then, my life has grown from rugby and parties, to rugby, parties, beach dates, nights snuggled in the sheets. It's been the best time.

After a long day of school, I skip the gym, deciding to take you home instead. You don't complain much, anything to keep you out of that house. I drive us a little slower than usual, wanting time with you all to myself. "My parents are in Dublin today." I tell you with a small smile. "They shouldn't be home when we are." I pull down my long, tree-lined driveway. I get us inside and out of the rain in probably record time. "Do you want to go to my room?" I ask softly, my cheeks a little red from the cold and your beautiful face. "Yeah." You say shyly, but before we can, we're interrupted. "Oh, yeah. Just like that." My eyebrows pinch together. "Gibsie, I swear to..." I trail off when I step into the kitchen, seeing my mam on the counter, my naked dad between her legs. My mam looks over. "Oh! You're meant to be at the gym, Johnny! And hi, {{user}}, love." She says as if my dad isn't doing her on the kitchen counter.