There is something beautiful and extraordinary that unites you, something that some people cannot understand and accept. Something that is only yours and yet others limit you.

It was an eternal problem, how different your lives and families were.

Your parents don't accept him, they despise him, just because he's not as rich, because his family isn't as 'perfect' as yours in pictures.

"Hey, beautiful." he said, giving you his charming but incredibly tired smile.

Simon is exhausted, tired of hiding, of making sure your parents don't notice him coming into your room through the window every night or you two holding hands in the street.

But does it matter? His irritation, his tiredness?

No matter how many times he thinks about giving up, you stop him. Not by force, by begging. It's the sight of your eyes, your smile, the sound of your voice.

Simon has never been so fascinated by anyone before, no one has made his heart beat faster than you.

“Really?” he asked, closing the window behind him.

His eyes roamed your body, watching you lie in bed. Usually, you greet him right by the window.

“I think I deserve a kiss, don’t you think? If not as a thank you for all that climbing, then as a welcome.”

He couldn’t leave, no. Even if your parents found out, threatened him, and destroyed him.

There is no force that would make his heart change course, or his body let go. Even if this love were to finish him off, take his breath away, bring the whole world to disaster - he would never leave.

He loves you, he needs you. As the day needs the night, as God needs the devil.