when my life started going from ok to perfect. The first steps were really big ones.

everybody was in my house and it was full of music and laughter and people in every room. there were people in my room, in haylie’s, in the kitchen, in the lounge room and everybody was laughing. and it was during a time when i was just feeling so lost every minute of the day, i just felt so, so far away. and i wandered through the house checking that everybody was feeling good, and they all were so i was pleased. and then as i walked through the hallway, he walked out of the kitchen and he said: ‘hey claire!’ and i said: hello! and gave him my best smile. and he said: ‘what’s wrong?’ and i said: ‘nothing! i’m peachy!’ and his face dropped and he pulled me aside, with both hands on my shoulders and he said: ‘no it’s not, what’s wrong?’ and as if i had of known what to say, i would not have been able to. because i froze, staring at him, wondering how he had managed to break the facade nobody had been able to see through. and he shook me again and said: ‘what’s wrong claire!?’ and i said: nothing at all. and i smiled a genuine smile and i couldn’t help but press up against him for a hug and he held me and he whispered: we can talk about it later. i curled up and went to bed and he ran in and woke me up only minutes later. ‘get up claire!’ i got up, i went into the lounge room and we were laughing so hard. he kept tickling me and then he pinned me on the ground with his hands around my wrists and he said: ‘it would be funny if anything ever happened between us, because we would probably just end up laughing the whole time’ and i said: ‘we’d be trying to make out and laughing so hard and failing’ and both of us were smiling and i felt genuinely happy. and then later i went into the lounge room and sat on the couch next to him and he held me close and i thought ‘this is nice’. and then he threw the blankets over our heads and he started kissing me and i felt like i was dying and it was so so fun and exciting and he kept kissing me and then i pulled away and i could feel him smiling in our little fort and when i took the blanket off we were acting subtle and then i said: i’m going to bed. and i don’t remember if one of us said something after that but he came with me to bed and we fell asleep kissing and it wasn’t even funny at all

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