A/N: Ok, heads up to any boys reading this: this is more of a GMH about something that happens to girls about once a month. Therefore, I give anyone permission to skip this chapter.
          *PROCEED WITH CAUTION*

I was over at my boyfriend's house one day when I got the worst cramps imaginable. He carried me to the bathroom and sat with me on the floor by the toilet as I cried, and begged for him to make it stop. He stroked my back, and drew me a bath. He brought me Advil and and chocolate without being asked. It was his 18th birthday. LGMH.

A/N: Note to Self: Boyfriends like this are lifesavers.