If he’s too drunk to drive, and the music is right, you might let him stay. But just for the night. Is what he told himself.

The music was cheesy love songs from the 60’s, booze was scattered around your bedroom, empty bottles of beer and all that jazz. He wasn’t ‘drunk’ but he didn’t want to go.

You were just so- warm. Friendly.

He had never felt this way before. Usually with girls, they were just something that would give him a good time in bed. You though- were something completely different all together.

Playing video games, watching romance movies, subtle touches, making waffles together, it was all so new for him.

And as your eyes met, it just felt so… right. Like he belonged here.

And if you grab for his hand, and drag him along, you might want a kiss before the end of the song.

And if you start to kiss, and the record skips, flip it over, and you sit a little closer.