Leaving the house at 1AM in Colorado was a horrible idea. Possibly the worst idea I've ever had. It was fucking freezing out and pretty much everything in sight was frosted over. But there was no way I was about to walk back inside this soon, I'd just look like a huge wuss if I did that.

I slowly made my way down the stairs and to the sidewalk. I had no clue where I was going or what I was even really doing but whatever. But the cold really was helping me cool off, literally. My ass was freezing and it only took second until I started shivering. You know how Gucci Mane goes 'burr' in majority of his songs? That was me today. Burr.

I only lasted about five minutes in the cold until I couldn't take it anymore. It sucked that I had to come back so soon but I'd rather be in the house with the guy I hated than be out here getting frostbite. It's not like Craig would really take notice to the fact that I was barely gone, he probably just went to sleep or something.

It was kind of creepy when I walked in the house and saw that I was completely wrong. Because there Craig was, standing right in the walkway staring at me with those pretty eyes that I still wanted to stab with the sharpest knife our kitchen could offer.

"You're back?" Craig raised a brow as I closed the door behind me.

"Shut up, it was too cold out..." I was in bad need of warmth so despite the fact that I was still mad at him, I made my way over to Craig and hugged him, sighing as I felt his body heat against mine. I closed my eyes and just stood there until he finally hugged me back, making it even warmer. It reminded me of how we used to hug back when things were still good. He'd hug me and then say-

"I love you."

I looked up at him from the hug and felt myself start to tear up. I wanted things to be back how they were, I didn't like being how I was with him now. It was horrible and yeah, maybe I was to blame for it all. I just wanted to take it all back...

"Why are we like this, Craig?... Why can't we be happy anymore?..." I sniffled a bit as tears came flowing down my cheeks all over again. Except this time instead of soaking the kitchen table I was now soaking Craig's shirt.

It took him a while but Craig finally answered.

"I cheated on you, Stan..."

I wasn't even surprised at this point, I could really care less. I already knew it was true, I knew I wasn't fucking crazy. Yet... I found myself crying more. I didn't know what to say back, I just kept crying.

"And I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I lied and I'm sorry that I made you feel like shit all of those times and I'm sorry that I never stopped. I just... I don't know. I love you, I really do, but..."

"But what?..."

"But for some reason I couldn't stop? And then it got worse because I didn't even want to face you anymore because I felt even shittier afterwards. And then you'd go on and on about how I was cheating and I'd lie and tell you wasn't even though I still was and it just kept getting worse and worse... But, I'm done. I really am done this time, Stan."

There was no way he was done, that was like me saying I was done drinking now. But whatever, I was going to pretend he was actually going to stop just to make myself feel better.

"Yeah we-"

"No, listen." Craig then let go of me, getting down on one knee in the kind of was someone would if they were proposing to you, taking my hand and everything. Minus the proposal.

"I really am done. The real reason I took so long to get home tonight is because I had an argument with Clyde, okay? Because I finally told him that I couldn't do that shit anymore and he took it really bad. And we might not even be friends anymore, I don't know. But I sacrificied it all for you because you're the one I really love and you're the one I want to be with. Because I love you."

I couldn't believe the words that he was saying but it really did seem genuine. His voice was even softer, you could actually tell he had emotions for once. More tears ran down my now red cheeks as I looked away.

"You really do mean it?"

Craig kissed my hand gently like some sort of prince. It was all really weird and out of character of him but also really sweet. And I think I was falling for him again...

"I really do."

I got down and hugged Craig, unintentionally making both of us fall on the floor. I just kept hugging him, I didn't want to let go. He did the same, smiling ever so slightly. I may or may not have returned the smile.

We stayed down there for a while, just cuddling and not saying anything. But then we both realized that the floor wasn't the comfiest of places and decided to move into the bedroom. Craig carried me into the room and set me down on the bed like a princess and it was, once again, way out of character for him. Or maybe, it wasn't, and this was just the Craig that nobody ever got to see. Nobody but me...

It all came back to me again. We were so distant that I never noticed, but now I could remember. Craig did have emotions. He did care about me and he did love me. He used to smile all the time, laugh all the time, and even say dumb little cute gay nothings to me. How could I forget, it was the Craig I fell for... It was dark in the room but when I reopened my eyes to see Craig I saw that smile I fell for again for the first time in an entire year.

And that was all it took.

That smile was all it took for me to fall for him again, to remember why I loved him in the first place. It was all it took for me to forgive him for all of that cheating stuff. It all didn't matter anymore because...

"Craig?"

"Yeah?"

...

...

"I love you too."