After finishing my dinner I placed my plate on my beside drawer. I could still hear the music and it was probably going to be like that for the majority of the night.

There was always something going on in his house.

I couldn't sleep.

The music was starting to get on my nerves.

Throwing my covers off I grabbed a jumper and pulled it over my head. Instantly regretting it when all I could smell was him.

Getting out of bed I quietly made my way downstairs trying not to wake my ...