You tell the truth.

The blanket is small. You can still feel his eyes all over you.

"Oh fuck, Tyler. Fuck. Fuck... Can we... You didn't see that." He begins to look puzzled.

"Do we know each other? I mean. I would NOT forget you. I won't tell Alex... whatever happens." He sits down on the bed right next to you. You can smell him and it's making your head spin.

"WAIT. No! No, dude," you manage scurrying back against the wall. "I'm Alex. I AM Alex!"

He stares at you with his head cocked while you spill out the events of the past 12 hours. Well, you do your best. The whole thing is jumbled. You leave out the dream, the people standing over you.

Were they people? You can't get a good image in your mind. If you could only think!

"Wow... Cool." That smile creeps up on his face again. He bobs his head and grins like you just told him that you scored a free keg or something.

"How do you not have a problem with that?? It doesn't matter. I can't concentrate on anything I need your help!"

"I'm totally there for you," he whispers lightly. You feel his hands run through your dark hair. It send shivers from your scalp down your spine.