Emily's POV
We are just sitting in my room, surrounded in a comfortable silence. For some reason, we are mostly always silent when we are together, lost in our own thoughts.
He does something unexpected and moves till he is sitting on the edge of my bed, then he lays his back against my bed. He is lying on my bed. He is actually lying on it. I don't look at him though. The last thing I would want is for him to notice me staring at him.
"Why stars?" He was looking up.
Why the stars? I am just staring at him with a confused expression.
He waits for a beat before explaining, "Your ceiling, why stars?"
"Oh!" I raised my head automatically to look at them too, "They remind me of someone."
"A lover?"
I laughed, "No. I had them up way before I dated anyone."
He bends his arm and rests h
