You're already my favorite thing to fight for Haley.

It's as if his chest is a match and my fingers create the friction necessary to light him on fire.

It's not the past if it's still haunting your present.

Parker pouts and it's kinda hot. And by 'kinda' I mean, I kinda wanna sit on his face.

I swear to God, Haley!" He fumes, "Stop fucking saying that! You are not some piece of ass! You're the woman I want to fucking marry some day! The woman I want to have kids with, a future! " Stunned into silence, I lose all words, all my anger as they slide down my throat, clogging my airways. "There's your declaration of love." Drew whistles next to me, I look over and see him smiling broadly at the both us like a child on Christmas, "Awe, the big idiot's kinda romantic.

Josh: Did you come willingly or did Parker have to drag you by your hair?"Drew: Oh, I'm sure there was a little hair pulling." Drew mumbles next to me, I swat his arm. Haley: I came willingly."Drew: Bet you did." I punch him this time.