The party is full swing and god all I can see is you. Tim you look beautiful tonight, you look beautiful everyday but tonight. Women have been all over me tonight but I can't concentrate on them because all I think about is you. You've had this blonde on your arm all night, and all I can think is I'm through, it's over because she's got you Tim, she's got you wrapped around her finger. At least, that's what it looks like from here. And Tim I don't know what to do because I don't want to lose you. She started to pull you away, out of the room, away from me, and I panic. You look back at me and my heart swells because Tim you've left me helpless. Just that one look where our eyes met and I can't think. I can't fucking breathe Tim because you take my breath away. You look back to the blonde then back to me and I can the see uncertainty in your eyes and all I can think is "what's he gonna do?" And then you stop. You plant your feet and you stop. My breathe catches in my throat, because I need you Tim, God dammit I fucking need you so much. Then you twist out of her grip and you're crossing the room before I can even blink. The blonde looks confused and maybe a bit offended but you don't care because your gaze is locked on me and I finally realize who you're headed towards. Before I know it your by my side, grabbing my hand and pulling me outside. I follow you without hesitation because I don't care where you're taking me as long as it's with you. Then we're outside and you've thrown yourself onto me and your body is shaking. You're crying and I don't know why your crying but I just hug you back because what am I supposed to do? I can feel your tears through my shirt and I'm scared because I don't know what's wrong. So we stay like this for a few minutes, your hands clenched in my shirt like I'm you fucking lifeline and my chin resting on your head before you pull back and wipe your tears. You apologize like you've done something wrong but even though you've been crying you did everything right because your here. You tell me that she was pressuring you, how she made you feel uncomfortable and all I want to do is punch her because how dare she? So I grab you hand and I whisk you away, to my car, to my apartment where I draw you a hot bath, get you a fluffy towel and bring you one of my t-shirts. And then I let you sleep in my bed because I can see how tired you are from the way you move. But then you ask me to stay. To sleep with you and how could I say no to those eyes? So I climb in bed with you and let you curl up to me and pet your hair until I can tell your asleep because Tim you've got me wrapped around your finger. You don't know it Tim, but everything about you's got me helpless.
