I plopped myself down on his bed, not completely sure of where he was at that moment, but I did know that Noah would be there within the hour, and that in itself was enough to make me stay. It was eerily quiet in his room, and I wasn't sure how long I would be waiting for him, but I knew he wouldn't care. I stretched out on his king size bed, and stared up at the ceiling. Thinking about high school, and all that it would bring scared me, but I couldn't draw my attention away from it. I knew from others that the summer before you freshman year is what defined who you were in high school. That thought alone scared me, I wasn't ready to be 'defined'. I wanted things to stay the same, but somewhere in the back of my mind I knew that they would be changing. Everything that I knew would be put in jepoardy. I was brought out of my thoughts by a slamming door. I slowly sat up and saw Nathan removing his shirt, he was sweating and gross, but he was still beautiful. I watched as he ran his hands over his head, and clenched his jaw. I watched as he grabbed the water bottle off of his desk, and I had to laugh to myself at how only he would leave a water bottle that close to a keyboard. He swallowed the water like it was his last drink, and then poured the rest of it on his face, and let it drip down his now bare chest. He wasn't aware I was watching him because if he did, he would have been more macho about it. He would have smirked after his actions, but he wasn't aware, not yet at least. And then I saw him do something I had never seen before. He sat down on the floor in front of his bed and he closed his eyes, willing the tears to stay in his eyes. He leaned his head back and for the first time in my life I saw my best friend cry. I didn't want to let my presence be known, because this was obviously his safe haven and I was invading his territory. I wasn't exactly sure how I was going to get out of his house without him seeing me, considering he wasn't going anywhere. He got up off the floor and turned to his CD player, which was on the other side of the room. I thought about trying to leave then, but Nathan was quick and I wasn't about to risk being caught just yet. So I laid my head back on the bed and went back to staring at the ceiling. I felt the bed shift under me, and I knew I had been busted.

"Waiting for Noah?" But it was more of a statement than a question.

I nodded slightly, and blushed at the close proximity of a shirtless Nathan. He smiled over at me.

"I was wondering if you were ever going to make your presence known." I laughed lightly.

"I didn't think you knew I was here, to be quite honest."

He smiled again, "I didn't." He inched his face closer to mine and I couldn't help but giggle. As his lips met mine, I had to remind myself that we were friends. He was getting really good at this whole benefits thing, although I wouldn't describe what we have, if anything, as benefits. We just kind of were, and we went with the flow on most days, as his tongue crashed into mine, it made me think, that this was going with the flow, and all I could do was hope that the flow stayed the same. He was trying to keep me from thinking about how I had seen him cry. I could tell by the yearning in his kisses. I pulled away and began laughing again.

He looked at me quizzically, "What?"

"Put your shirt on, you're getting me all sweaty."

He smirked, "Heaven forbid princess be sweaty.