I had the most amazing dream last night.

It was the first dream since I came out to my parents that wasn't a nightmare.

It was actually quite the opposite. I had no idea one can dream that - vividly.

Blue Eyes and I were lying on a blanket under the starry sky. It must have been summer because it was really warm. We weren't wearing anything but tank tops and jeans. His head rested in the crook of my neck, and I could feel his warm breath ghosting over my skin. I buried my nose in his soft brown hair and took a couple of deep breaths, inhaling his scent. He smelled like a garden in spring, like honeysuckle, fresh grass and something else I couldn't put my finger on. It was divine.

We lay there for what felt like an eternity until he suddenly moved closer and wrapped his arms securely around my waist. He moved his leg between mine so that he was lying half on top of me, and then he tilted his head up to meet my lips and we started kissing. Slowly and languidly, almost shyly, at first, but after a couple of minutes, he gently let his tongue travel across my lower lip, asking for entrance. And I was gone. A jolt of electricity traveled down my spine. I opened my mouth and granted him access, tilting my head slightly to deepen the kiss even more. We both started moaning quietly as my hands wandered under his shirt and across his chest...

...and that's when the freakin' alarm went off. I really wanted to destroy that fucking thing.

I also had a very prominent problem in my pants that I had to take care of in the shower.

Oh. My. God.

He is everywhere. He's on my mind when I sit through my classes and doodle silly little hearts on my papers, he's in my head when I go and grab a coffee at school and my imagination runs wild as I am instantly reminded of the way he licked his lips at The Lima Bean a couple of days ago, he's in my dreams, wrapped tightly and securely around me and all I can think of is how I want more, more, more. My heart, my body, my soul, my entire being is longing for him. I've never, ever felt anything like this before.

There's another basketball game scheduled against McKinley in two days, which means their cheerleading squad will be there and I'm finally going to see him again.

God, Anderson. You're really the biggest creep of all times.

Why can't you just man up and finally, finally talk to him?

I have to do something. This can't be healthy. Seriously.