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so many places that i wanna take her but she's not mine. i wanna take her out, i wanna kiss her, i wanna show her real love.
i sat in my bed, my thumbs over my phone waiting for her to type back. she was broken and i wanted to fix it.
colby
you wanna just come over?
y/n
could i please
i say in my bed wondering if i should call her. i did.
"y/n what's going on, you're so torn and out of place" i said wanting her to say she loved me and wanted me to be hers.
"you know why, colby. i'm going to come over and we can just talk i guess. i don't even know i might just take a nap on your bed."
i chuckled, "the beds all yours."
we said our goodbyes and not even 5 minutes later my door was open and shut. i heard sam do a small holler and laugh saying something. then i heard her small giggle that always seemed to warm my heart.
i walked to my halfway shut door and opened it to see her waking up the stairs. she was smiling at sam saying something before laughing and walking the rest.
"morning pretty." she just looked at me from the stairs and i saw tears form. "oh no wait what's wrong."
i walked out of the room fully and walked over pulling her into a hug she for sure needed. i felt her keys dig in my back as she hugged harder.
not saying a word we just walked back to my room, and she sat in my chair that was strolled under my desk. her head tilted up and she set her keys down.
"soo no nap?" i asked. she smiled at me before getting up and walking over to my bed.
"these are new." she smiled a bit, getting under the covers and then playing with her nails. "it was him again. he called and i didn't answer."
"that's good, that's really good." she was so pretty. so, so gorgeous. the way her hair kinda just matched her eye color. her skin matching her perfect body.
"i don't know, maybe it was me. maybe it was- good colby i don't even know what i'm thinking anymore." she questioned herself and smacked her hand on the bed, groaning.
"how come?"
"cause he still calls-"
"exactly. HE still calls. you know you're not worth that effort you put in anymore. you had enough shit to deal with you didn't answer. your overthinking is just telling you that it wasn't just him, that it was you. but if you KNEW if your body and your karma knew it was your fault- you would've been on that phone texting him or answering it." i said as i sat on the bed with her.
she just stared up at my ceiling and then chuckled. "i'm surprised." i furrowed my eyebrows at her, confused on what she intended.
"what?" she said "you've been in awful relationships how does your words help."
"ouch." i said smiling making a sizzling sound as i touched my skin with my finger. she rolled her eyes and opened her arms. i rolled my body over so my head laid on her stomach.
she turned a bit away my body, pulling her rings off and putting them on the table behind her. she turned back and then put her hand under her head.
"y/n," i asked. she bummed a response. "i wanna treat you right."
i blurted that out. why the fuck would i say that.
she reassured a smile at me, "then do it."
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