Now, here I am, walking hand in hand with a cute boy at almost 1 am. This night has taken a turn for the better. Josh looks gorgeous under the moonlight. I take a mental picture, I never want to forget this. His hands are slightly calloused, but warm and gentle. 

We continue to walk, the only sound is branches and leaves crunching under my sneakers and his boots. I feel him looking at my face, I turn to look at him, we make eye contact, and he laughs slightly. That laugh might be the prettiest sound I've ever heard. After a few more minutes of silent walking, we get to a field, Josh sits down and pulls my hand, asking me to join him.

Josh breaks the silence.

"Whoa, look how big the moon is tonight''

He's right, it's big and yellow and contrasts against the black sky nicely. I don't say anything.

"The sky is so big..." Josh starts, "Goes on for, like, ever"

"I think about that a lot" I admit, "How big everything is. How small we are"

This time Josh stays silent, running his hand through the grass and pulling out a clump.

"I'm glad I went to the party" I mutter.

"Huh?" He's still playing with the grass, but looks up at me this time.

"The party." I repeat "If I didn't go, I wouldn't be here with you right now"

Josh smiles at me, and lies back into the grass. I follow, lying next to him. I hold his hand again, tracing my finger around it. Yet again, we're sat in a comfortable silence.

"I'm glad you came too" He says. I can't see his face but I know he's smiling, I can hear it in his voice.

"Yeah?" 

"Yeah! I think we have a lot in common. We should hang out again, under better circumstances, you know?"

I blush, and nod my head

"A match made in heaven, I suppose"

Josh laughs again. It really is the most beautiful sound.