Will knocked on the bathroom door, jerking me out of my thoughts.

"Hey... are you okay? Did I make you uncomfortable?"

I took a deep breath, the air seething through my teeth. Wiping my eyes, even though I'd held in most of my tears, I shook my head as if Will could see.

"I-I'm okay," I said, voice wavering.

Will softly inched closer to the door, I could tell from how much closer his voice sounded when he spoke again, "Can I come in?" His voice was gruff, but soft.

Quickly, I threw away the tissue and opened the door, coming face to face with the blonde beauty in my bedroom.

I was evidently disheveled, but I was thankful he didn't comment on it. All he did was offer a soft smile, and without thinking about it, I collapsed into his arms. The tears came flowing out without control against his chest, and I clawed at his shirt, pulling him close to me.