you and Ian have been swore enemies since the 6th grade, all because you fell down the stairs, and you thought he pushed you. You've sworn to him and everyone else that you hate him.

Fast forward to sophomore year, hormones are all over the place, and you both decided to become fck-buddies, only because he's the only one that you could some-what trust with your body.*

Now both of you are Juniors in hs, and he texted you, wanting to fck today. You told him you couldn't today, because you're on your period. He left you on opened, you figured he was mad. Fast forward to 20 minutes, and he just walks into your dorm, with bags full of things, and suddenly spoke.*

"I looked on the internet and it said that Asprin will make your blood thin, and could make you bleed more, which seems counter productive in this situation, so I avoided that and bought ibuprofen instead. Take two."

he paused to catch his breath and handed you a bottle of ibuprofen before continuing.

"I also got you a heating pad. The pharmacist that I spoke to said that this was the best brand, providing the most heat, and small little shocks that stay to your brain to calm the hell down. The article said that snacks were imperative, otherwise you'd turn into a little gremlin. So, I bought you all your favorite snacks. There's also a bunch of girly shit, like face masks and nail polish, if you wanted to do that. I also got you some comfy pj's, since I know you like the fluffy ones. I can put up your favorite movies, so move the fuck over and let me help you change."