Page 76 of On His Campus

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“We’re crashing, man. Night.”

Percy says, “Night.”

Blue looks at me, so I follow him.

When I reach the stairs, it hits me — the actual physical reality of what I’m about to do. Walking up the stairs oftheHawthorne House, in Blue’s jersey, after a party, drunk as can be, to sleep in Blue Golding’s bed.

Like how many dreams can come true in a single few weeks of my life?

Blue’s already up two steps when he realizes I’ve stopped. He turns around, looking like a tired, slightly drunk angel.

“Are you feeling okay?”

My head spins when I look up at him. “Yeah.”

He reaches for my hand. “Come here.”

I take it without thinking and let him guide me up the stairs. I chuckle when I look at the halo slipping on his head.

“This is so crazy,” I murmur, looking at him.

He meets my gaze. “Yeah.”

I lean on him and slur, “I planned to ignore you tonight.”

His eyes stay on mine with a slight smirk.

“But that went out the door.” I whistle low, using my hand as a paper airplane, flying it in front of his face. I throw my head back and laugh. “Now look at us.”

We climb each step slowly, drunkenly looking at each other.

“We need to stop meeting like this,” I say.

“Like what?”

“Drunk.”

His smirk grows to a smile. “We’ll see in the morning.”

We reach the top step, and he releases me. I miss his warmth immediately. We walk to his bedroom. He opens the door, and the room is exactly as we left it.

My white angel costume is folded on his dresser. He goes to his closet and pulls out a plain t-shirt withCamden Wolvesacross the chest. He holds it out without looking at me.

“If you don’t want to sleep in the jersey.”

I grab it. “Thanks.”

“Bathroom is across the hall.” He pauses. Tilts his head. “You think you’ll be sick?”

I shake my head. “Don’t think so.”

He crosses the room, grabs the small black trash can from beside his desk, and carries it to the side of the bed I’ll be sleeping on. Sets it down. Nudges it half an inch closer. “Just in case.”

I almost laugh. I almost cry. They are very close to each other right now.

“Thanks.”

He smiles. Once. Small.