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In the morning I was fucked up. I winced my eyes as I tried to adjust to the thrumming pain in the back of my skull. Looking across the room into the mirror sat beside my wardrobe, I grimaced at the sight of my untamed curls. Amina convinced me to stay out last night and as bad as I didn't want to, I couldn't leave her on her ones so I sucked it up.
We had ended up getting a cab to Casey's and I couldn't stop feeling the guilt as me and Amina shared laughs throughout the night. All I could think about was the fact that I had kissed her brother last night and I had really wanted to. Something about him was just so leng. If she were ever to find out she would probably have my head, his too. Did i regret it ? no. Unfortunately I didn't feel any regrets but I pained to think at the thought of losing Amina as friend. She was practically my sister. We had been joined at the hip for years, it wouldn't ever feel the same without her.
My phone was fumbled in between my grey duvet sheets and I let out a yawn as I unlocked my phone.
instagram @centralcee has followed you 3 hrs ago
instagram @centralcee liked your post 3 hrs ago
direct message from @centralcee
I blushed at the thought of him going through my insta and followed him back. I hope Cee didn't think that just because we lipsed yesterday that I would want to fuck him. if I hadn't of been as fried as I was, I probably wouldn't of kissed him. The magnum I was sipping on just hit different. I opened his dm , smiling to myself when I saw his message.
@centralcee found your insta lool
@centralcee i defo wanna take you out later though
@centralcee imma pick up at like 10 drop me your number
I text him my number back and locked my phone, getting up to stretch my legs. I didn't have much to do today so I just planned on laying around the house. I fixed my bonnet in the mirror, lifting to it to check my lace. Walking downstairs, I clicked on my spotify connecting to speaker in the kitchen and started to make myself some breakfast. Heavy footsteps came down the stairs, a loud cough erupting from the corridor as my mum stumbled into the kitchen. She had beautiful coils that framed her face and she usually wore it up in a loose bun. I had got my hair from her and loved it even though I liked to switch up and wear wigs.
"What time did you get in last night?" She asked yawing as she went through the letters on the table.
"Like 5 in the morning, I just got a cab back from Amina's" I answered, biting into my toast. I chewed slowly scrolling though my insta feed.
"Hm I'm not even gonna ask what you two got up to," she laughed. " I know you was up to no good!"
"Not even, we just had a few drinks and listened to music." I thought about Cee and how he had asked me to go out with him later. My mum would move mad if I asked her to stay out another night. It didn't matter though, fuck it.
