I roll over and look at the clock. It’s well after noon and it seems I’ve been watching her sleep for almost an hour. I know I have to leave but I really don’t want to wake her, she just looks so peaceful.

Last night keeps playing back in my head and I’m really glad that Ashley stopped me before anything got to be too much. I’m still not exactly sure if dropped the L bomb or not, but I’m pretty sure I did. I mean I don’t regret it, I meant it when I said I loved her; because I do. I’ve never felt the way I do about her, about anyone else. I get butterflies in my stomach whenever I think about her, my heart starts to race when I know I’m about to see her, my knees melt and my head spins when I touch her, and I can’t even begin to describe what happens when we kiss. The world stops and all I can think about is the both of us in that moment and nothing else matters, everything fades away; that’s just putting it lightly.

Ten more minutes have passed and now it’s really time for me to leave. I don’t want to, but classes are starting to wrap up for the semester and now is the time to buckle down. Wow, I’m really starting to sound like my mother.

I quietly sweep the sheets off of me and climb out of bed, trying not to disturb my sleeping beauty. She rustles a bit, but doesn’t wake up. When she doesn’t wake, I walk over to her side of the bed and place a light kiss on her cheek. I go into the kitchen and find a pad of paper and pen to leave Ashley a note saying I didn’t want to wake her and to call me when she woke up. I leave the apartment, making sure the door doesn’t make too much noise when I close it behind me.

It’s not until I walk outside and am exposed to the sunlight that I feel a faint headache and a slight nauseous feeling in my stomach. I think I might have had one too many shots last night. After what seemed like forever, I finally reach my dorm room and collapse on the bed and shut my eyes. However it only felt like a second before I hear someone barging in the room. I open my eyes and see that it’s Kyla and Aiden, and it doesn’t seem good. I am in no mood for this right now. I stuff my pillow over my face to try and drain out the noise; it doesn’t work.