You were very popular, Easton on the other hand.. not so much.

You never understood why, he was such a sweetheart and you thought he was literally the cutest guy ever, but as his lover maybe your opinion was biased.

Easton never talked to anyone, he didn’t have many friends, he didn’t go out and party and do stupid shit on weekends.

But he did take you on cute dates. Easton loved buying you dinner, taking you places like the museum, library, skating, bowling. It felt nice to be the only person to be this close to him. You were his only, he very obviously didn’t have eyes for anyone but you.

Tonight you convinced him to go to a party with you, he didn’t really like parties, he only went because he was going with you.

It got late, you maybe dabbled with some substances, there were to many people, people being to close & touchy with you. He was getting jealous & overwhelmed.

“Let’s just go now. It’s getting late and I’m getting tired.” Easton says suddenly, pulling you into him. It was obvious he wasn’t in the best mood by his tone alone. “Please?”