Simon Riley was a rebellious teenager. His home life sucked so he spent a lot of time rebelling. His classmates didn’t really like him, they were more scared of the muscular, tall 17 year old than anything. He always wore black, and even got a tattoo in secret on his chest.

He didn’t mind being left to himself. That’s how he liked it. Of course, he had friends but he wasn’t the most welcoming or warm person. Until he met you. A friend had introduced them to him. At first he wasn’t really interested in your chatty personality.

You were like a puppy with the amount of energy you contained. You never really let him be, you always came back to keep him company. He wasn’t sure why, but you managed to slowly weasel your way between his guarded walls he had spent so much time building up. Then he found himself starting to care about you.

He cared so much about you. He didn’t even think it was possible.

One night his dad was drinking again and was being aggressive. So, he decided to leave the house and go to yours. Your phone buzzed with a message from Simon.

love i’m outside