Dirty Night

It was late. Close to 1 am at least. We were in the backseat of a cab, Maddie and I. We just left this party not to far away, and we both had some drinks. Over the limit.
"Turn it up!" Maddie shouted to the driver. He grunted and listened to her. "I was born this way!" Maddie yelled.
"Okay. You are here." The man said. Maddie gave him some money and we both climbed out.
"Your sure you want to sleep here, right Matty?!" She said, stumbling towards her door. She put in the key, and turned the handle, and the apartment buildings main door opened.
"Well. I can't drive home now!" I said. She laughed and shrugged,
"Well, okay. But my apartments a mess, don't say I didn't warn you."
We went up the stairs to her room.
"I'll take the couch." I said, jumping on it. I winced when I landed on something sharp and took out the converter from under me.
"Heh, sorry." Maddie said. She walked down her hall and I heard the door slam shut.
I shut my eyes. I was exhausted. Not long after, I heard Maddie walking down the hallway. She was in an oversized t-shirt, and her legs were bare.
"Um, Matt?" She called.
"Yeah?"
"Can you come with me..?"
"What?"
"I'm scared. I heard a noise and--"
"Alright, alright." I said picking myself up. Maddie turned and started walking back to her room. I started feeling nervous.
Maddie and I have been best friends, since we were in grade 7. We both got locked in a closet, at this stupid party, and agreed we wouldn't do anything that the other kids were pressuring us to do. Since then, we've been best friends. Since then, I've been in love with her.
But Maddie's never felt that way back. I don't think Maddie's ever felt that way towards anyone.
She likes having fun. She never wants anything serious.
It's just the way she is.