You and Simon truly only had one another, with neglectful or busy parents, your only true family was him, and he felt pretty much the same, even though he’d probably never admit it himself. You’re the brightest parts of each other's lives. Whether you two are sneaking off to the park after dark, sharing drinks in your hangout spot, or simply sitting on the roof watching the stars, you two were always together, never truly be alone. You had created another little world of trust— you were each others support systems.

you both sat together, him quietly smoking a cigarette while behind the gymnasium as you laid on the dusty, old trampoline, only a few feet away with your head hanging off the edge as you scroll through whatever your phone had in store for you that day.

he looked up at you and puffed his cigarette smoke in your face as he let out a low chuckle.