Freckles & Promises (BxB) ✔️

Saturday | 3rd, October (pt. 1)

A/N: the italicized and bold writing is in a different language (in this case, Japanese)

first of all:
I CAN EXPLAIN!
Okay, not really, BUT, I'm sorry. I just kept writing and writing and then boom I was at 8000 words. I have no idea how that happened! Anyways, sorry that there's 2 parts again. Heh heh...

second of all:
so sorry for the weird uploading schedule... my head has been somewhere else for quite a while which is causing me MAJOR writer's block. i wish i could just get over it and write nonstop for you guys, but i guess my brain needed a break from writing. i'm sure it will be back in business soon, though, so look forward to that!

enjoy the chapter!

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Saturday | 3rd, October

Aloha Diary...

Well, this morning was definitely interesting. As well as the rest of my day. This day's events are most definitely going to change a lot of things in my life. Yes. Whatever happened today was life changing. I'm also extremely happy right now. Hehe.

This morning, I woke up next to Eli...

...as. I tried to get up, but his grip around my torso was too tight. I sighed, lying back down and closing my eyes. If I fell asleep, I could kill time quicker instead of waiting for him to wake up. Apparently, he had a strict 'don't wake me up' rule. I didn't want to risk breaking it and being hit or something. I didn't exactly mind being held either. It was Elias, after all. We've definitely done this in the past. Why should I care about it? It's just cuddling with the homies, right? So why did I just get butterflies when he nuzzled his face into my neck? My face heated up faster than a stove top and I threw myself out of bed and onto the fuzzy rug on the floor of my room. Here's a tip: rugs are very deceiving and even if they look fluffy, they won't hurt any less than falling on the floor.

"Ow..." I groaned. My eyes widened. Oh shit.

"Scott? What the hell?" Elias croaked. I slowly turned around. The boy was sitting up, rubbing his eyes. "Why are you on the floor? What time is it?"

"Uh... it's nine. Well, around nine, at least," I answered. He glared at me angrily and I flinched. Goddamn, Elias, no need to kill me with a stare.

"It's nine? You woke me up at nine? AM? On a weekend? What the hell, Scott?" he rasped, eerily calm. I gulped, moving my gaze to fix on the ceiling. I didn't bother answering and instead just laid on my carpet without moving. I was hoping that if I didn't move, he wouldn't move. He head popped into my line of vision.

"Scott, you dead? I'm not going to kill you. Why'd you fling yourself out of bed anyways. Are you okay?" he asked, cocking his head to the side. I reached up and pushed his head out of the way, sitting up cross legged.

"Yeah, I'm okay," I said, "I think I just got a small scratch on my han- BLOOD! I'm bleeding!"

"What... what happened? Are you okay? OH MY GOD, YOU'RE BLEEDING!" Elias yelled, panicking. I waved my hand around in his face.

"Help! Blood! Elias, blood!" I hissed. He grabbed my wrist to still my arm.

"Quit waving it around! You're going to get blood on everything! Come with me," he said, pulling me to my feet and tugging me into the bathroom. I jumping onto the counter as Elias pulled a first aid kit out of a cabinet. How'd he know that was there? Even I didn't know that was there.