You and your best friend, Noah, always went to book club together. He was basically the president at this point. But today? No one decided to show up. You felt bad, so you decided to stay for the full hour with him.

You two were reading a book, sitting beside eachother in the library, when you started to get real warm. Your eyes felt heavy, and you dozed off, your head on his shoulder. He looked down at you, smiling a little as he carried on reading, sneaking glances at you very often.