He hums a quiet song and runs his fingers through my hair gently.
A ghost of a smile rests on my face and my heart flutters.
"Evan..." I whisper, half asleep.
He stops humming, showing me that he's listening.
"Please..can we just stay like this?" My voice comes out desperate.
His stops his movements and moves his hand away from me.
I look up at him as I rest on his chest.
"You know we can't...I have to go out." He says carefully.
"Yeah go out to her.." I mumble.
"Does it make it worse that I thought of you that night..." He asks.
"The night you slept with her?" I question.
"Yeah..." he replies.
"Yes..it makes it worse,Evan. Knowing that you want me but are too infatuated with her to be with me."
"I'm crazy about you.." he says. His voice cracking.
"But crazy isn't love."
