Adrenaline pumped through my body as I ran past my house and down half of my drive way. I could feel the cold wind at my back helping me move forward quickly. About half way I slow down to a fast walk. Anticipation and excitement filled me but nervousness made me shake. I couldn't believe it; I'm going to go hang out with him tonight. What will he do when he sees me, in my sweatpants and jacket, hair wind-blown and no make-up on?

Making it down my drive way was easy but all of the running made my throat and mouth dry. I can see his car just feet ahead. The lights of it were off so my parents wouldn't get suspicious. The shiny metal reflecting the star light of the wide open sky above. I slow my pace even more and open the passenger door. He smiles over at me and I smile back as I slip into the passenger seat.

"I hate running." I say breathlessly, a nervous giggle escapes my lips. I glance over at him and bite my bottom lip to stop myself from saying anything else. The stereo lights give the interior of the car an ocean blue glow, which lets me be able to see his long to medium length black hair.

"I'm sorry." He answers back and smiles softly as he starts up the car and pulls away. He reaches over and cranks up the stereo, the car is now filled with rap, which makes the car shake with the bass. He pulls off my road and onto the main road.

Just as we drive only a few yards a cop car passes and pulls down my road. I hold my breath, hoping they don't turn around since it is very late and we are driving around, but they don't. I let out my breath and smile over at my friend as he tells me about the night before. I laugh at the funny things he tells me about that had happened.

We finally pull up to his house and I start to get excited and nervous again. We get out and go over to his bedroom window. He opens it and lets me in first then he slips in and closes the window. I look around and smile, I couldn't see the room well because of the small orange light of his stereo but that was okay. He went over to the side of his bed and turned on a lamp so we could see. I break out into a large grin, seeing the colors of his room; Purple and Black.

"I love the colors. They are my two favorites." I say as I sit on his bed after taking off my shoes and jacket. He smiles at me and takes off his shoes and jacket also. He lies down beside me as I sit, he seemed so relaxed I couldn't help but giggle.

"Yeah, purple and black are my two favorite colors too." He smiles up at me then closes his eyes. I stay sitting up and grab a fluffy black pillow, cuddling with it. He starts to tell me about different evens and conversations. I listen, leaned on my left arm with my hand cupping my cheek, facing him. He sits up and gets out his pipe and weed. I watch him as he gets it ready and takes a hit. He passes it to me and coaches me on how to use it. I take a large hit and hold it in, passing it back. Once he takes it I let out the smoke and smile. He grins and takes another hit. This goes on for a while.

After a while of smoking, I start to play with his hair and rest my head on his shoulder, cuddled up to his back. He smiles and turns around, kissing me gently. I kiss back willingly and tangle my hands within his hair. He lays me back and continues to kiss me. I love the feeling of his lips against mine and after what seemed like a long time, he pulls away smiling. I smile back at him, as he gets up and goes to his TV. He puts in The Lion King 1 ½ and I grin at him as he grins back. I lay on my side and he gets onto the bed, cuddling up to my back. His cat Gonzo comes into the room. I giggle when the cat crawls onto the bed with us and cuddles our feet. We chat and snuggle for a while but then fall asleep. After about an hour and 45 minutes, I wake up and look back at him, seeing he is just waking up also. He smiles sleepily at me and gets up. I sit up and watch him as he stretches.

“I need to get you home…” He says in a sleep filled voice. I nod and get up, pulling on my shoes and jacket. He does the same then he goes to the window and opens it for me. I slip out and wait for him. Once he is out, we get into the car and he drives me home. The car ride is silent, but it isn’t an eerie silence, it’s a happy silence. He reaches over and turns on the radio. Plugging his phone in, he puts on Christina Perri and smiles sheepishly over to me, telling me this is his jam. I giggle and listen as we pull up to my drive way. Before I leave I kiss him gently and tell him I had a good time. He kisses me back and agrees as I open my door and step out.

I walk to my house in a daze and somehow make it into my room. I lay in my cold bed after getting into my favorite night pants and t-shirt. I snuggle up to my favorite red teddy bear and my body pillow. It wasn’t even 5 minutes until I finally fell asleep, smiling happily to myself even though my mind was slowly spinning, thinking of who I was with tonight and what a friend of mine once told me about him. I just hung out with an amazing friend, yet he doesn’t get emotionally attached to people…