(I know the song isn't by the beatles and such, but I thought this song was fitting. The lyrics go well with it.)

We got to his house and we went inside. "I live with my aunt." He told me, and his aunt came to greet him.

"Hi John. Who's this?" She smiled at me.

"I'm y/n." I held out my hand, and she shook it.

"You're American?" She asked and I nodded. "Are you visiting?"

"No. I've lived here for a few years actually." I told the kind lady.

"She's in my class and we're doing a project." He lied.

"Oh, well then you two better get busy." She smiled, and John took me to his room.

"Why did you lie to her?" I asked as we sat down on the ground. It felt a little weird to sit on his bed.

"I don't know how she'd feel if I told her I had a girlfriend." He rubbed the back of his neck, and I kissed his cheek. "Don't make it obvious." He laughed.

"I'm sorry. You're just so cute." I kissed him again.

"Damn it y/n." He mumbled and pushed me onto his bedroom floor, kissing me.

"John?" His aunt knocked on his door. John quickly stood up and went to the door. I started to laugh.

"Yeah?" He opened the door.

"Here are some snacks. You get your work done, now." She said as she handed a plate of sweets to John.

"Thanks." He took the plate. "And we will." He closed the door and set the plate in front of me.

"Now, where were we?" He kissed my neck.

"John!" I pushed him off, and he laughed.

"What?"

"First we feast." I picked up a small cookie and took a bite.

"Alright." He took the cookie out of my hand and ate it.

"John you bitch!" I smacked him playfully. I never want to hurt him. He started to laugh.

"You're too easy." He took another bite of a different candy.

I took another candy and rested my head on his shoulder. "Your aunt is really nice."

"She is." He smiled.

"That's where you learned it from." I took another candy.

"I'm not nice." He stated. " I'm not a good person."

"Yes you are, John!" I removed my head from his shoulder and looked at him. "You've done so much for me!"

"Not really." He wouldn't make eye contact with me.

"John!" I hugged him. "Please don't say stuff like that. You're gonna change the world someday, you'll see."

"The world doesn't need no changin', y/n. Besides, what would I even do?" He hugged me back.

"It may not need it now, but what about the future. We can't always think everything is going to go perfectly. The world may need help, it may need you John."

"I doubt that." He laughed. "I can't even change your mind."

"That's 'cause you have." I kissed him on the cheek again. "I'm just too stubborn to show it."

I looked around his room. He had a nice collection of records. He also had trash, only a little, and a few stray clothes here and there.

"Nice room." I smiled at the boy.

"It's messy." He mumbled. "Sorry."

"Mine's worse." I shrugged. "Your room is cozy." He put his arm around me, pulling me closer.

"I'm sorry that life sucks. It's not fair, and we have to live with that." He smiled. "But that's why life is a challenge. That's why we have to learn to make the best out of it."

"Some have it worse than others." I shrugged.

"The grass is always greener on the other side."

"That's right." I smiled.

It's been a few hours, making it 7 p.m. He showed me around his room, he played his guitar for me, and he also taught me a bit. He really cheered me up.

"John! Dinner time!" His aunt yelled from the kitchen.

"Coming!" He said back. "I'm gonna tell her you left." He said to me.

"Uhh okay."

"I'll bring you some food, somehow. She's not exactly keen on letting me bring food in here." He laughed.

"It's fine." I kissed his cheek.

"Well, I'll see you in a bit." He ran out the door.

I could hear them speaking. "Where is y/n? Did she already leave?"

"Yeah, but she said to tell you thank you." John replied.

"She's such a sweetheart." His aunt sounded very kind. I liked her a lot. "Did you finish your project?"

"Not yet, but we are gonna finish it at school."

"What class is it for?"

"Uhh." John thought for a second. "Science."

"Oh. Nice." She said. "What are you two doing-"

"I'm done. I'm not feeling too good. Could I bring a snack to my room in case I get hungry?" I see what he's doing, and he's not answering the question.

"John..."

"Please." He begged.

"I suppose." She sighed. "Just don't leave garbage."

"I won't. Thanks." I heard him scavenge through his pantry, then he ran back to his room, a big smile on his face.

He threw a pack of chips at me. "I hope that's good for right now."

"Only if you'll share with me." I smirked and John just rolled his eyes.

"I'm not hungry." He folded his arms. "I already ate."

"I can see, you've got sauce on your face." I laughed.

He quickly wiped his mouth with his hand, removing the red sauce. He was blushing. "That's embarrassing." He chuckled.

"Aww come on you're cute." I frowned, and hugged him.

"Hah yeah right."

"John? Are you alright?" His aunt asked. I started to giggle.

"Yeah! Yeah! Sorry! I was practicing for theater!" He said back.

"When do you perform?" She opened the door, and I quickly ducked out of sight.

"Uhhh, my teacher doesn't know if were gonna even do this one, yet . So we're just trying it out." He smiled.

"Okay, well. Tell me when you have a performance."

"Will do." He said and she closed the door. "Phew that was close." John whispered to me. I nodded.

"You lie so easily it's unsettling." I joked.

"Well, half lies." He shrugged.

It soon became night time, and we decided to get some rest. John gave me some things to wear, and he laid in his bed. I took an extra pillow and blanket and laid on the ground beside him.

"Come up here." He patted the space by him.

"There's not enough room." I said.

"I don't give a shit." He shrugged. I rolled my eyes, and went into the bed with him. There wasn't enough room, so I ended up putting my head on his chest, and using him as a pillow.

"Good night." I said as I closed my eyes.

"Good night, love." He kissed the top of my head.

I couldn't sleep. I felt so bad, but so good at once. He did this all for me. He let me stay with him, even though he'd get in trouble. He'd do so much for me. I would do the same for him.

"What's troubling you?" He asked, his voice was raspy like he woke up.

"I love you." I looked up at him.

"That's troubling you?" He lowered his eyebrows in a confused look.

"No." I giggled. "I just love you. I was thinking about how much you do for me. I've done nothing for you, and I feel so terrible."

"You've done so much for me y/n." He ran his fingers through my hair. He kissed my cheek. "This is the least I could do."

"You're so amazing John." I closed my eyes.

"You're amazing. Good night, love."

"Good night John." I snuggled into his arms more.