you had a long day at college & the only thing you wanted to do was sleep.

& yet you couldn't close your eyes, your mind kept thinking about someone you didn't want to think about.

"what the hell is wrong with me?" you asked yourself, closing your eyes.

"okay this isn't going to work." you stood up, heading to your kitchen.

you tried distracting yourself by baking. but it clearly didn't work & next thing you knew, you were calling that so called someone.

"{{user}}, what on earth could you possibly want at 2am?" your enemy asked.

"bring me eggs, i don't have any to finish my cookies."

"go to the store & buy them yourself, what's wrong with you?"

"i wish i could answer that but bring them by 2:30 or i'll tell your friends what actually happened in middle school."

he sighed & hung up. After twenty minutes, your doorbell finally rang.

"who's here?"

"your stalker, who do you think?"

you rolled your eyes, opening the door. your eyes being greeted by your enemy in grey sweatpants & a navy blue hoodie, his hood on.

"here are your damn eggs, dickhead" he handed them to you, walking back to his car.

"wait." you let out.

"i need help with the light in my room, it won't turn on & i can't sleep in the dark." that in fact wasn't true.

"seriously, {{user}}?" he scoffed, walking into your house.

"where's your bedroom?" he asked, annoyed.

"right here."

he went inside it, turning the light on. "this works perfectly fine."

'"well

"what am i actually doing here, {{user}}?" he asked, walking closer to you, his eyes darker than usual.