I'm losing control."-Brittany Mamacita, I've already lost it."-Alex

I let it all out--my mom's date,my dad's conversation,my confusion about it all.Caleb doesn't laugh,he doesn't pull away,he doesn't talk .. He just lets me be me. When I settle down,I lean back and witness the mess I've made on his shirt."I made ur shirt all gross," I say between sniffles. "Forget the shirt.What's going on? I could.nt understand a word you mumbled into my chest." Now I'm half laughing and half crying.

This connection we have isn't going away, it's only getting stronger. Because the more I spend time with her, the closer I want to be.

But I know loving someone means losing a part of myself.

I cry a lot.' 'Yeah? Well I'm gonna change that.

I don't deserve you. You know that, querida, don't you? (Alex)

She looks up at me with those vulnerable eyes. “What if it means something?” She asks. “What if it does?” “Promise me it won’t mean anything.” I lean my head back on the couch. “It won’t mean anythin’.” Aren’t I supposed to be the guy in this scenario, laying down the no-commitment rules? “And no tongue,” she adds. “Mi vida, if I kiss you, I guarantee there’s gonna be tongue.