Tweek's P.O.V.

It's another one of those nights. I lie on my side, curled into a ball with my head sticking out from under the covers, staring at the digital clock located three feet from my face. It reads 1:25.

Come on Tweek, you need sleep. You haven't gotten a good night's sleep in so long.

1:26

My chest tightens with every passing second. It's not healthy, the way I live. I drink too much coffee, I don't sleep, I'm socially inept.

1:27

Tomorrow's my first day without Craig at school. How am I supposed to go through it without him? There's no way man! There's no way!

What if I start to freak out again? I can't risk a panic attack. Craig's the only one that can calm me down. He won't be there to protect me from the other students, and he won't be there when they push me to my breaking point.

1:28

I push the covers off of me. I'm starting to sweat.

Oh God. I'm not even in school yet and I'm already freaking out. I won't be able to get any sleep if I don't calm down.

There's only one person on this planet that can keep me from having a panic attack.

I grab my phone from from my bedside table. Without thinking, I call Craig's cell.

It rings for a few seconds, and I start to realize I have no idea what I'm going to say.

He picks up.

"Nngn?" He answers.

"H-Hey Craig."

"Tweek…..." He yawns. "You woke me up, what's going on?"

"I'm-ngn-I'm freaking out, Craig." I start to chew on my finger nails, even though they're already chewed to the nub. He sighs.

"I'm coming over." He says, and hangs up before I can say anything.

I stare at my clock, clutching my phone to my chest. Just waiting for Craig.

1:30…..1:32…...1:35

I hear the door open downstairs. We never bother to lock it, even though I'm always paranoid that someone's going to break in.

I hear him walking up the stairs and then he slowly opens my door.

"Hey." He says quietly. He goes to my closet and pulls out a sleeping bag. He lays it down next to my bed and I hand him one of my pillows.

"I'm-ngn-sorry I woke you up." I whisper.

"Ah, It's alright. My parents are pissed off at me so I'm actually kind of glad I won't have to deal with them in the morning."

"Oh, cause you got e-expelled?" I have to choke out the word expelled.

"Mhm." He says sleepily. I stick my legs back under the covers and stretch myself out. I also place my phone back on my bed-side table. Craig's breathing softens as he drifts off to sleep.

I close my eyes for a few minutes, okay a little more than a few minutes.

I still can't sleep. My body's tired, but my brain is still wide awake. Shut up, brain. Shut up shut up shut up.

I open my eyes to look at the clock again.

2:05. God dammit. Craig's here, why can't I fall asleep?

I groan in annoyance, a little louder than I meant to. Craig stirs.

"What?" He asks, only half awake.

"I-I can't sleep."

"What time is it?"

"Just after two a.m." I say. We sit in silence for a few seconds.

"...Okay." He sits up and rubs his eyes. "Move over."

"Huh?" I ask. He stands up and picks up his pillow.

"Move. Over." He says. I scooch closer to the wall. Is this what he means? He throws his pillow next to mine and climbs under the covers. My bed's only a twin size, and Craig isn't exactly short, so we're lying shoulder to shoulder.

"GAH! Is this supposed to help me sleep or something?"

"Put your head on my chest."

"W-What?!" I almost shout.

"Don't be loud." He whispers. "Do you want to sleep or not? Just do it."

"Ngn-if this is a prank or something…"

"It's not. Trust me."

I place my hand gently on his chest, followed by my head. My other arm is in an awkward position so I slide it behind his neck. I would ask if he was comfortable, but I feel like that would be awkward.

"Synchronize your breathing with mine. Don't think about anything else." His mouth is so close to my head it makes me shudder.

His chest rises and falls so slowly and smoothly, and I try to match it. How can he be so calm when I'm on top of him like this? I press my ear into his chest. If I listen closely I can hear his heartbeat. It's strong, but slow. I bet mine's going a million miles a minute.

I start to get into the rhythm of his breathing. I'm pretty sure our heartbeats begin to line up too. Eventually the slow rise and fall of his chest lulls me to sleep.

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

"Huh? Wha-" My eyes flutter open. The digital clock reads 7:00. Almost five hours of sleep? Not bad. Not great for a human, but not bad for me. I hit the top of the clock to snooze it.

Craig stirs from under me.

"Five more minutes….." He says, making me giggle. I would be fine with that. I snuggle my face into his shirt and he wraps his arms around my back.

Five minutes? I wish I could stay like this for five days, five weeks, five years! Yeah five years, I'll be out of highschool by then. The last thing I want is to go to highschool right now.

"Don't m-make me go to school." I say into his chest.

"I don't want you to go either." He says. I roll of his chest to lay next to him. "I'm sorry I got expelled."

"Me too." I say, propping myself up on my elbow to face him. He rolls onto his side to face me.

"You're hair's all crazy." He chuckles. He combs his fingers through my hair, which makes me smile.

"It's always crazy." I say. "Like me."

He smiles and stops messing with my hair to place his hand on my cheek.

"Yeah, like you." He says.

We sit like this for a bit. His thumb brushing my cheek lightly, his icy blue eyes staring into my emerald green ones.

It's amazing how much you can communicate through silence. There's a quote I heard from my mom. I don't know where she got it from, but it's "Saying nothing...sometimes says the most." It's true. We didn't say anything, we didn't even change our faces, but I think we both knew what was going to happen next.

Everything blurs together. His hand slides from my cheek to the back of my head, I lean in closer, he closes his eyes and I do the same. I can feel our noses brush together as I tilt my head to the right. And finally, after all these years, our lips connect.

I'm not shaking, and the kiss isn't awkward like I thought it would be. It's actually amazing. His lips are rough, and they taste faintly like cigarette smoke.

His hand starts to move down my back, sending tingles down my spin. He pulls my body closer to his. His hand starts to go down even lower and-

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

The noise makes me jump and I release the kiss, opening my eyes. I release the kiss, even though that's the very last thing I wanted to do. That damn snooze button.

Craig's eyes are still closed. I can't read his face. Did he regret it? Does he feel the same way about me as I do about him? I should say something, anything to break the silence.

"F-Five more minutes?" I ask stupidly.

Craig smiles, but keeps his eyes closed.