"All of this is just too confusing for me, Billy," I whined. I hated chemistry from the bottom of my heart. "I just want to sleep," I was tired. Billy had been tutoring me for two hours now about acids, and I still couldn't get the hang of it.

"Hey, you can't give up now," said Billy. "Come on. You're smart. You're like... this close to figuring it out."

"I just... I'm tired..." It was true though. My eyes were closing. I noticed Billy looking at me, questioning if I was really tired or just wanted to ditch the Chem.

"Okay, you can rest, but only for a little bit. And also, you have to do it on my lap."

I opened my eyes wide like a cow and looked at him. "W-what?" I was no longer tired.

"C'mon. We've been through this. The way we cuddled in the park. I want to see what it felt like for you to... you know... hold somebody."

Billy never fails to take me aback. Where did that come from? I guess curiosity. I mean who am I to say not to free cuddles? Do I find it weird? Sort of. I let him into my lap that night because he was crying and it was obvious that he needed somebody. But now it's different. We were both sitting on my bed. I crawled to him and put my head on his lap. He didn't wait a second to sneak his hands into my hair.

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"S-so... do you like it?"

"Yeah. It feels nice. You're... warm."

"Am I supposed to be cold?" I asked jokingly.

"Haha, no. I meant it's good. It's a nice type of warmth. Especially since it's Autumn and it's kinda gotten cold."

Even though his offer woke me up for a second there, I was still really tired from trying to comprehend and remember all those chemistry equations and whatnot, so I closed my eyes. I don't care if I fall asleep. That's what I want to do. I don't want to just rest my eyes for a few minutes.

"We should do this more often," I tiredly just nodded my head as to agree with him. I was too tired to reply back with words or even hear what he says. "You must have been pretty exhausted for you to fall asleep that fast... in my arms too..." he started to pet my head, "...freaking adorable idiot..." Now he was insulting me too, but I didn't care a little bit. "I wish there was more stuff you didn't understand," now why would he say that?

He said something else, but I didn't understand him as I was slowly drifting off. I didn't care that I was falling asleep into the arms and on the lap of my former bully.

I think I can officially say that we're friends now, even if he doesn't know or want it.