Brit: What's your major? Alex: Chemistry. And yours? Brit: Chemistry. Kiss me so we can see if we still have it. 'Cause you own my heart, my soul, and everything else in between.

This is a team of gay dudes, isn't it?" What gave it away? The pink shirts, or half our team drooling over you?

and the bananas are overdone.

Just the fact that you need me to prove I love you is probably a clue it isn’t working

I love you because you’re the only person I want to make love to without any conditions and—and I love that you need me.

Senior year is supposed to be a blast-easy and fun. So far it's been anything but.

I want to be wherever you are.