MY FEET FELT non-existent as I strolled inside my apartment, the ride back was literally death, she drove like a madman. Though it was not the only reason for making my heart stop for a second... I was sitting too close to her, close enough to touch her, feel her-

No, stop thinking about it, Leah.

"Lovely apartment," she sneered, removing her boots and jumping straight on the couch, and switched on the tv. "Got some beer?"

I gaped at her with my arms folded while her eyes were fixated on the screen, I continued staring if I could - drilling holes on her with my vision.

"Fine." she dragged the words, switching off the television and sitting upright."You're standing in front of me in one piece - you're completely alright."

"Thank you for your concern. " I rolled my eyes and strode towards my room.

"Hey! You sleeping already?" I heard her as I stopped and turned around.

"I've got tons of assignments..."

"Sucks, no shit I left college-"

"You left college?" I gasped, walking back towards the couch.

"Er... It's was boring," she said shrugging like it was not a big deal to leave college, "You know how I always loathed books. Barely made it to high school graduation."

I just started at her wide-eyed, I can't even imagine leaving such an important part of education just because I don't like it.

"I can't understand how you people manage to study and work like a robot plus in this miserable town - God" she chuckled rolling her eyes.

"Yeah... Even your parents moved away last year-" the minute those words left my mouth her eyebrows shot up and her eyes started clouding with confusion.

"You don't know?" I asked and her lips parted to say something but she decided against it, gulped, and looked away from my gaze. Something was up, I knew it.

"You still got the guitar?" her voice was a low gasp as she glanced at the blue-colored guitar resting beside the tv, as usual changing the subject because I can ask anything. Before I could say something and stop her, she hoped and went to pick it up.

She peered at the guitar in her hand and then at me, fluttering her eyelids at me. as I groaned knowing what was to come. "Play our song!"

"No-"

"For old times sake?" she pouted, making a puppy face - which she knows I can't resist.

I sighed and took ahold of the guitar, slowly trailing my fingers on the strings before starting the tune of the song 'count on me. She stared at me with an expression that I couldn't decipher, before lying straight on the couch and resting her head on my lap. She hummed the song lyrics softly along with me- just like we used to when we were little.

Before the song could come to an end I heard an almost inaudible snore, I looked down at my lap to see her sleeping peacefully like a baby, her lips partly opened as she huffed out air - she must be tired from the journey.

Her brown curls covered her forehead - almost touching her eyes, disturbing her. I slowly tucked the strand behind her ear and sighed deeply - my gaze not ready to move from her face.

I slowly got up from the couch and placed a pillow under her head - making sure I don't wake her up. I tiptoed around the room and brought a duvet, covering her with it before switching off the lights.

I smiled to myself at how things didn't change at all between us, at how I was supposed to be mad at her but I'm here smiling to myself like a fool. I can't even tell her my feelings, because I know - she'll leave. I don't think I can lose her because of that, again.