That moment was one I daydreamed about for days. It was impossible not to.

There were no words to describe it because it felt so perfect, so fitting.

But Colby never brought it up again, so neither did I.

The night following our return from the beach, Colby insisted he returned back to "real" work. Kat was kind enough to elaborate for me.

Normally, Colby would leave early in the morning but be back in the afternoon. Sometimes he'd take one of the boys or Devyn or he'd leave in the afternoon and come home late at night.

Colby and I kept our "relationship", if you will, very low-key. We didn't show much affection to each other unless we were in one of our rooms, though here and there he'll sneak a kiss on my cheek when nobody's watching.

He's two different people and it's odd to me. Colby's a stern, coldhearted pain in the ass but when I'm alone with him he's sweet, the nicest person I've ever met.

He slept in my room, twice. The first time was when we came home from the beach, and I came out of the shower to see him passed out on my bed. He left the next morning, doing god knows what all afternoon.

I never asked him what he did while he was out, simply because I didn't want my image of him being ruined. I knew one day he'd tell me, when I was ready and asked for it.

But now, I had gone to sleep with Colby in my room. I went to sleep more easily with him there beside me.

I felt something warm against my cheek, and I hummed as my eyes fluttered open in the dark.

I didn't realize what was happening at first, but it was just Colby.

"Hey," He whispered, and once my eyes adjusted to the dark I realized he wasn't in bed but instead leaning over to me from the edge of it, fully clothed and ready to leave, "I gotta go,"

I turned my body to be able to see him better, rubbing my eyes to get rid of my drowsiness. "Bye," I said quietly to him.

He seemed dissatisfied with my nonchalant attitude, but he let out an almost silent chuckle, anyways.

"Go back to bed," He ran his fingers through my hair, placing his lips on my forehead quickly before standing up fully.

Even though he was standing right beside me, I already just wanted him to crawl back into bed. But it was easier for the both of us, only because he left before anyone else was up. So in the case someone was to come into my room it wouldn't be an awkward situation.

I waited until a couple minutes after Colby left the room to sit up. He didn't know that I stayed up after he left, but that was because I didn't want him to try and convince me to go back to sleep, which I figured he would.

I rubbed my eyes again, running my hairbrush through my hair that I kepet on my nightstand.

I swung my legs around so they hung off the bed, sliding my feet into the slippers I found a couple days ago. They were cute, little light gray things with bunny ears and a nose on them. It seemed very immature of me to own but it wasn't like anyone would judge them too badly.

I made my way over to my door, turning the knob and pulling it open slowly. I waited a moment to listen and see if anyone was awake, and as usual there was not a sound.

I crept down the hallway, down the main staircase and down the hallway into the kitchen.

I shook my head with a smile on my face as I realized Colby left the light on in the kitchen, along with every single one leading to the front door.

I didn't bother flicking them off, simply caused by a mixture of my fear of the dark and it was something that would keep me going throughout the day. Knowing that Colby lit those lights, touched that switch and turned those doorknobs, made me feel as if I could imagine his presence though he was gone.

And that's how I stayed all day, while I sat in my room and read and when Kat and Carrington came barging into the room to shop online with me.

Both girls noticed my distraction, my distance from their conversation, but mentioned nothing on the matter. I could tell Kat was getting more suspicious as time went on, and eventually managed to get Carrington to leave and I knew what was coming next.

"I'm sorry you can't go back to them," She said quietly, snapping my eyes from my beautiful bedroom window to her eyes.

"Huh?" I took a sip from my glass of water I poured myself before coming up to my room earlier.

"Your family? You're missing them, it's kind of obvious," She added when I gave her a confused look.

"Oh, yeah," I cleared my throat, "It gets rough sometimes, you know? But I'm getting used to it,"

"Yeah, you do seem happier," She agreed with a small smile, "I was hoping one day you'd be able to be happy here. Sam felt so bad when you hid in your room, believe it or not,"

"Did he now?" I asked, implying I didn't quite fully believe her, which I didn't.

"Yeah, actually. I have to thank you about that, by the way. We had a pretty good conversation thanks to you," She went to high five me, as if that was some kind of accomplishment.

"Interesting," I raised my hand to hers, "You're welcome, I guess,"

The conversation died down, and it began to feel awkward. This was something Kat seemed to notice, because she patted her hands against her thighs before standing up, "Well, I'll let you do your thing. If you need to talk to someone though, I'm here,"

"Thank you, Kat. Really, I appreciate it," I gave her a grateful grin, watching her as she walked out of my room without looking back.

Once the door was closed once more, I was left alone. For hours.

I tried to stay up for when Colby got home, which was no later than sunset the past couple of days.

But it was three hours until midnight, and I didn't know what was keeping him up.

I set my book down, letting out a sigh of impatience as I left my room and made my way to Colby's.

"Colby?" I knocked on the door with my knuckle, which I was met with silence. I twisted the knob, poking my head into the bedroom. Into an empty bedroom.

I made my way back to the room, "Maybe he got stuck in traffic. He'll be home soon, Ki. Quit freaking out," I told myself even though I knew I was lying.

If you didn't leave near the Traphouse, the chance of you having a car was slim, let alone using it. That's what happens when two whole cities are trapped together with walls.

I waited ten minutes, sitting on my bed and staring at the clock. Tick tock, tick tock.

I waited another ten minutes, then twenty. Before I knew it, an hour had passed and I was struggling to keep my eyes open.

"No," I scolded myself, "It's not naptime bitch,"

I pushed myself off the bed, listening for voices. I followed the two that I heard first, being that they were coming from the same direction.

"Hey Sam, Corey," I waved, and even I could hear the weariness in my voice.

"Hey Kiara," Sam waved slowly, not bothering to move from his beanbag he was sitting on, "Long day?"

"Yeah," I leaned against the doorframe, and Corey turned around on the couch to faceme.

"You waiting for Colby and Devyn too?" He blinked up at me, letting my nod be my answer.

"I don't know whats-" Sam stopped talking as I shushed him suddenly.

"The door," Corey answered when Sam's eyebrows raised in surprise.

Corey and Devyn had an interesting bond, kind of like Colby and I's but more open.

I didn't wait for either of the boys to get up, I followed the source of the noise down the hallway and to the front door.

There they were, Colby and Devyn. The second Colby saw me, he made his way up to me, wrapping his arms around me and burying his head in my neck.

"What are you doing?" I asked in his ear, quiet enough that Devyn couldn't hear over the commotion of the other boys.

"I just missed you," I could tell he was lying, but I wasn't going to push him.

"Aww," Corey teased, wiggling his hands in our direction, "Look at you being all cootsy pootsy,"

"Corey," Devyn scolded quietly, "Not now,"

When Colby pulled away I instantly realized his eyes were red, but I couldn't be too sure because he wouldn't look at me.

"Are you okay?" I asked as he pulled me back down the hallway and up the stairs, neither of us feeling up to socializing.

"I'm fine. Just tired," Colby changed the subject, "What'd you do today?"

"Not much of anything. You kept popping up in my head though, it was weird," I made it seem like the only thing I did to entertain myself came across as chance and not boredom. I wouldn't sound like such a creep in that sense.

"Yeah, I did too," He walked into my bedroom where I left the door open.

Colby slipped off his button up shirt, followed by his pants and socks. For the decency of our roommates, I shut the door behind me, remembering to lock it.

"You thought about yourself? Not egotistical at all," I said with sarcasm, turning off the light in my room and making my way over to the bed, climbing in beside Colby.

"No. I mean I thought about you," He gave a quiet chuckle as I snuggled underneath the blankets.

To my surprise, Colby immediately pulled my body over to his, holding it against his chest. I was on my back, so it was easy for me to look over to kiss his nose.

His eyes didn't open, but I saw him grin.

Exhaustion made it easy for me to sleep, my eyes shutting almost instantly.

What kept me up was Colby sniffling and moisture on my neck.

It scared me. I didn't move, simply because I didn't know what I'd do.

Whatever happened at his "work" today caused him to cry himself to sleep.

And deep down I had a feeling I had something to do with it.