I was among the last people to leave the school. I was staying late to finish some assignments but the librarian kicked us out wanting to go home herself.

It was freezing but that was okay. I really didn't think I'd make it home before the rain started but I had to try.

I walked out the school gates and I saw Sam, he was with his girlfriend. He had pulled her to his chest and kissed her head she was smiling her eyes close. They looked happy. In love.

I walked past them and gave him a nod and minded my own business.

But one thing was weighing on me.

Every time I'd see a couple, or listen to those songs where people declared their love for someone. The question was always there.

How does it feel to be loved so much by someone you just know they'll do anything for you? How does it feel to love like that?

Sure I had been in relationships before but nothing felt right, it just felt empty.

That was in highschool, now I'm a freshman in college with no experience in anything social, I'm away from my family and I'm just...

Lonely.

I shook some of the water from my hair as I stepped into my apartment building. I was tired, my head ached and I might possibly get a cold if I didn't get in the apartment fast enough.

The elevator door dinged and I stepped in pressing the button to the fourth floor. I waited for the doors to close.

"HOLD IT!" A voice yelled and I quickly pushed the open doors button.

They stumbled in chuckling and trying to catch their breath. The tall one with the dark hair and brown honey eyes threw an arm over the short blonde guy and kissed his forehead. He then looked at me and smiled.

I don't know what happened to me, it's like the whole word stopped just by the single smile. That smile made me nervous and sweaty. His eyes looked warm and I drowning in them. His skin was moist from the rain but had a certain velvet look to it that made it look like melted light chocolate. My heart beat painfully in my chest. I couldn't look away, I don't think he could either.

The elevator dinged once again, I looked down and made my way out to the hallway. I fumbled around in my bag nervously looking for my key, feeling their presence right behind me before walking over to the door next to mine.

From the corner of my eye I could see him, the short guy clung to him like he would disappear. They open the door and he gave me one last look before going in leaving me to struggle with my door.

Once inside I got out of my clothes frantically and turned on the hot shower, hand on my chest trying to calm myself down.