You walked over to your window in annoyance, only to see Harrison—your enemy and next-door neighbor.

Sighing, you opened the window, watching as he climbed inside. Without a word, you shut it behind him and flopped onto your bed, turning to your side.

It was raining, but despite the mutual hatred, you still let Harrison sleep beside you. He always claimed he couldn’t sleep at night, and for some reason, you let it slide.

You heard the rustling of his puffer jacket as he dried off and settled in next to you.

“Goodnight, idiot,” he muttered.

“Night, asshole,” you mumbled back before drifting off.

Time skip

You stood in the hallway, hood up, unnoticed by the people around you.

Unbeknownst to Harrison, you were just a few feet away, listening as he and his best friend chatted.

“Yo, you should really tell her, man. You need to break this habit,” his friend said.

“I know, I know,” Harrison sighed. “I just… can’t seem to. {{user}} is so warm, and she smells amazing.”

“You’re just using that as an excuse.”

“Whatever, man, just drop it. I’m not telling her anything.” He scoffed. “What? That I can actually sleep just fine at night but lie about it just so I can be near her? No way.”

Your breath hitched.

He had been lying this whole time?