a/n THANK U FOR 4K READS <333
also can we talk abt how in the sd vid today weston was doing a fashion show of his shirts from hot topic and thats kinda what happened earlier in this book lowkeyyyy psychic twins moment....
2 days later
buzz.... buzz....
i squeeze my eyes shut and try to open them while i fumble my hands around my bed, attempting to find the source of the buzzing. i come in contact with my phone and flip it over to look at the screen.
weston's name and contact photo is displayed in front of me, and i squint as i hold my phone farther away from my face.
i answer the facetime call unwillingly.
"what?" i groan, holding a hand over my eyes.
weston laughs. "wow, this is ironic."
"huh?" i move my hand away and lay on my side. "how?"
he shakes his head with a smirk. "you'll get it in a second. can you come downstairs and unlock the door? i have a gift for you."
i hadn't even noticed he was outside since the glow of my phone screen had basically blinded me. "what? why are you outside?"
"i just told you, now open up," he says impatiently, but i can still clearly see his grin.
turning my face into my pillow, i let out a muffled groan. "can't it wait until tomorrow?"
he snickers. "probably, but i'm already here."
"fine, weston," i sigh, stumbling to my feet.
i end the call and turn on my lamp, dizzily trudging to my mirror. my hair looks like a rat's nest, and goosebumps prickle up on my skin from not being under a blanket.
shaking my head, i begin to clomp down the stairs. i unlock the front door and open it while still digging the sleep out of my eyes.
a cool breeze wafts in through the house and i shiver. "okay, what's my gift? can i go back to bed?"
he steps in with a small cardboard box in his hands. "this."
i open the box to see a pair of glasses, and a drowsy smile spreads across my face.
"you didn't have to."
"i wanted to," he says. i hand him the box and take out the blue light glasses, looking up at him.
when our i eyes meet, i see that i hadn't even noticed he was wearing the same pair.
"we're match," i joke, tracing back to his instagram caption from a few days ago. it reminds me of our necklaces, and i pull it out over my shirt.
weston does the same, and kisses me gently. the contact alone is enough to make me wake up entirely.
"thank you," i tell him, and he nods.
we stand there, staring at each other for a minute.
"oh," i realize something. "i get why you said this is ironic. on the phone."
he smiles as i point up at the bridge of my nose and then down to my phone in my pocket.
"exactly."
i take a deep breath. "so."
his expression stays neutral. "so."
"what time is it?"
weston looks down at his phone. "2:47."
"why are you up?" i ask, slightly shocked.
he shrugs. "i don't know, i couldn't sleep. so, i thought i'd give you your present a little early."
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