Ever since kindergarten, you and him had been best friends. It was a sort of unexpected friendship, though, because you were the school’s good girl. AP classes, never drinking, straight A’s, that was you. Him on the other hand, was a bad boy Parties, horrible grades, but somehow you guys just clicked. You were hanging out at his house one day for a study session, except you were the only one actually studying. You were sitting on his bed, with him laying with his chin on your stomach scrolling through and him whining.

Noah:* groned and whined * I’m booooored, Alice.