102 Be my boyfriend

Patrick.  

''What happens tomorrow?'' he asks me. 

We are in bed together. Nothing happened after his confession about not wanting to hurt me. It is all I have been able to think about for the past hour. You see, the way he said it is engraved in my mind. I don't think I will ever be able to forget it. He is threading waters with me, which means he genuinely cares about me. 

Jack cares about me—Patrick. 

Can you even believe it?

''What do you mean?'' I am in his arms, holding unto him like this could be the only time this will ever happen. Tomorrow, he might go back to not liking me. He might think about all this and be full of regrets. I hope that is not the case. I want us to grow from this, I want us to become closer. 

I want everything with him.