Seth
It is almost dawn when we finally stop. At this point Adrien is practically clutching to me and I don’t want him to let go no matter what happens. I need him close to me like I need the air to breathe and I don’t care if it is rational or not.
The sun is barely creeping up on the sky and the red and blue hues of the horizon peek through the trees around us. I blink a few times, trying to shake the dizziness off as Seth stops the bike near some old rusty road.
“Here we are,” I tell him as I turn towards him, my hand gripping his over my chest as if I am afraid he will let go now that the ride is over. We should let go I guess but I don’t want to.
The heat from his touch spreads through my body like fire, chasing away the tiredness, the doubts, the pain in my limbs from spending so
