He loves you, he always has. Ever since that night you danced together, you got too drunk, you learned self defense from his roommate, you cried in his bed while he held you, you had sex in his bed but he didn’t hold you then. Jokes the next day about how drunk you both were. Excitedly telling your friends what happened and immediately consoling their concerned looks. There’s an explanation, he was blacked out too, we both don’t remember. He keeps mentioning how long he “railed you” but memory is subjective right? Meanwhile you’re falling harder and faster than ever, constantly checking his location wondering if he’s thinking about you too. Saying yes when he asks you for a ride home from the bar, he has plans so he can’t hang out but thank you so much for the ride. Begging you to come to the bar even though it’s finals week. Showing up at your door trashed asking to use your charger because his phone died and his ride is almost here. Crying in your room because he said he’d miss you before he stumbled to her car. Waiting by the phone hoping he’ll ask to see you again. Waiting at the bar because he said he’d come, he might be able to make it, actually he’s throwing a party at his house now you should come over. Drunkenly flirting with his friend because you’ve given up he clearly doesn’t like you anyway. Running to his room because he’s locked himself in and you don’t know if he’s okay. Chasing him down the street, falling and crying and bleeding? When did that happen. Stumbling back to the party, fighting, he says he loves you. He wants you to be his girlfriend. He wants you to come over every night until he leaves. You don’t know what happens here, it’s black. Wait no we’re back out with his roommates, Raegan wants to know if you’re okay. She says she heard something when she walked past his door where it sounded like he was trying to record you against your will? He wouldn’t do that he loves you it’s okay you’re okay. Playing uno with his roommates and taking a shot? More black. Waking up spooning him. Asking him if he meant it when he said he loved you, he says he doesn’t know. Then he’s kissing you again and then you’re talking about how last night you gave the sloppiest head. Wait when did that happen lol. Giving him head again because you feel like you have to redeem yourself, riding him, practically begging him to get on top because you’re really sore for some reason. Actually he really needs to be somewhere can you let yourself out? Your body covered in scrapes, bruises, unexplainable pain and a burn? But he loves you so it’s okay. Or, he did for the night anyway.