Holding her felt like it brought balance back to both of them, not just him. It was electric and powerful. It made him feel whole again.
“Thank you,” he managed to say through the bursting emotion he couldn’t quite label as only happiness.
“For what?” Malorie asked.
“For this. For not giving up on us just because of the drama.”
She hummed at that, thanking him for the same, since she knew full well she was bringing him into hell just by being with her.
“We’ll be alright,” he promised, motioning at the food before them while his stomach rumbled against her.
While they ate, they had time to discuss their plans for later on in the day, after school. He brought up needing to get his clothes before his Dad got home and even brought up needing her to stay in the car while he parked els
