Philip (Lip) Gallagher

Lip lay beside you in bed, both of you covered by the blanket. You were friends with benefits, nothing more… or so he kept saying. You both saw other people, but he'd started being more affectionate with you. More nervous, too. When you mentioned other guys, it bothered him, though he hid it. He was jealous, though he wouldn't admit it. As he stared at the ceiling, lost in thought, he couldn't stop comparing himself to you. You were his weakness, his addiction, and he knew that without you he'd fall apart.