I tossed and turned but I couldn't sleep. I'd been laying here for hours trying as hard as I could but sleep just wasn't happening. To much on my mind.

Sitting up quietly I looked around. All three of my other friends where already asleep as they should be. As I should be. I quietly grunted in frustration and soundlessly slid out of bed before jamming my feet into my shoes and stepping outside the hotel room.

It was my idea to do this trip but I didn't expect to be hit with such a harsh flash of depression. I thought if I was around my friends that I'd be fine at least until I got home.

I walked down the hall till I reached the stairs and took them two at a time. I nodded to the receptionist and stepped out into the cold night air.

You'd think that with me being Canadian and all that the cold air wouldn't even bother me but well you'd think wrong. My breath was visible as I rounded the side of the building till I saw my car. I hopped onto the hood and laid back.

Sighing in relief I stared up at the night sky while the millions of stars stared back. This always helped. Being outside and watching as the stars shined down. I couldn't say why it helped but it always brought on this since of calmness.

"I didn't expect to find anyone else out this late." Someone said and I sat up to see a male with bleach blonde hair that went down to his chin standing in front of me. A serial killer? Maybe, who cares. I flopped back down onto my back. "You and me both." I mumbled hoping he would go away.

But, of course he didn't. "Someone seems upsetti spaghetti. If you want you can pour your heart out to a total stranger. I wouldn't mind." The stranger said. It was stupid and I really shouldn't. That's something they do in stupid romantic movies and I am NOT the star of some chick flick. Still I found myself scooting over and making room for the stranger to sit.

He jumped up and laid down next to me and before I knew it I was pouring everything out. How id been in the same relationship with a dude for almost eight years only for him to turn around and cheat on me. How for the last two years of our relationship it's been nothing but toxic and how although he's already completely moved on I'm still stuck wishing I could go back and do something different. Do something to make him stay.

He was silent for a moment before he hummed and spoke. "Well first of all, there's nothing you could have done to make the outcome any different. Relationships only work if both people want it to happen. That's why the last two years where toxic. You wanted to make it work. You wanted to stay with him. You have everything your all but he didn't." I frowned but didn't speak.

"That doesn't mean you need to get over him now. Eight years is nothing to move on from in the span of a few months. Hell you may not ever get over it. That's ok though. You will find someone else. I'd been my prized vape that you do. You're to cute to stay single for long." I blushed. "T-thanks."

"Now come on let's go back inside. It's freezing out here and you're not even wearing a jacket ya dummy." The stranger said and then pulled me up and off the hood.

We walked back inside in silence. Only our footsteps and breathing could be heard and it was relaxing. I was fascinated with this guy. From his clearly bleached hair, to his painted nails, down to his stylish boots. He called me cute but I thought he was absolutely beautiful.

We made it back inside and he turned to me. "Hey so my room is down here on the first floor so I guess this is where we split. But if you wouldn't mind I would love to give you my phone number. You seem like you could use someone to talk to more often." He said and flashed me a blinding smile.

I blushed and reached over to pluck a pen off the reception desk. The receptionist who was there earlier was gone now and the lobby was completely empty. "Y-yeah. Thank you." I grabbed his hand and squiggled down my number. "No thank you cutie. The names John by the way." I blushed further and set the pen down. "I'm Lucas." "Nice to met you Lucas. Text you later." He said and spun on his heel and walked off.