In the dead of night, when no one seemed to stir, the silence of the neighbourhood was deafening, app the while the little taps on your window broke that quietness. The small, hopeful, anticipated whispered from outside seeping through the glass of your window.

After checking that your parents were sound asleep, you went over to the window, carefully and quietly opening it. Only to peak out to see Simon outside, a grin on his face once his eyes settled on you. Once helping him get up into your room, it felt like the whole room had just gotten a lot smaller all so suddenly.

The stolen touches and whispers the two of you shared behind shut doors, the hidden glances the both of you had. Although one thing led to another and here you are now, in his arms, you felt cornered even though he was giving every single chance to back away if wanted.

But in the intimacy of the moment you had leaned up towards him - like you were about to kiss him - but his chuckle stopped you.

"I'd love to kiss," He whispered in a low, quiet tone, acknowledging the fact that your parents were only the next room over. "But here's the thing, I get uhm.." He pondered on how to say his words that he thought in his head to you, his grin winding. "Excited." His voice sends shivers down your spine.

"Very, very excited..." He said in an almost patronising tone, his hands sliver down your back, resting just above the small of your back as his grasp tightens, his eyes flickering between yours, trying to gauge out your reaction.