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"Vi always tells me if someone hurts you then they shouldn't be in your life anymore", Dallas said, as he turned to face me in my bed. I had gotten used to the idea of him sleeping next to me, I had gotten used to him just being there.

After we had really searched for 'the book', we had come to a dead end and he accepted defeat of never finding it, besides I had only told him a handful of the books I had read. And they were all my favorites and he had checked that section all ready.

It was late by that time, nearing 4am. And so I told him he could sleep here, I had hoped he would. He made me feel safer, secure that he would still be there in the morning.

But here we were now, I didn't want to tell him the words Zeke had said to me earlier, even though they were burned in my head. I couldn't shake them, I couldn't scare them away, so for tonight he would be here, next to me, as his legs lightly brushed against mine, or my hand would fly close to his and I would