somebody that i used to know (l.r.h)

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This felt exactly like from when we were little, but this time he was standing outside on the lawn, instead of in his bedroom window.

I opened the window he yelled to me.

"Could you let me in? Your cleaning lady left and I just want to talk to you!" Why would I let him in, I didn't want to talk to him, but then again I guess I did wamt to ask him a few things.

I yelled back out at him, "Fine! But this is the only time!" I was scared to see him. I slowly walked down the stairs, to the front hall. Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder and I screamed, hearing a laugh from behind me.

"What the fuck?" I said, not turning around.

"I still have a key to your house, if you hadn't remember giving it to me. I'm not sure if you remember anything, judging on the fact that you hadn't tried at all to contact me, Eleanor."

"Don't fucking call me that. And if you don't remember, the last few times we saw each other before I left, you were a complete dick," I spat out, while still staring at the ground.

"Can we please just not bring that up right now, I seriously want to talk to you, I haven't seen you in five fucking years."

"Fine..." I mumbled while trudging over to the living room, and sitting down on the old tattered yellow couch that hadn't moved positions since I had left. He sat down on a matching ugly yellow chair facing the couch. "What did you want?"

"Um, well you kind of left me for New York after we were best friends for like thirteen years, so... What's happened in the life of Jack? And you know that you can look at me, right?"

"Well maybe I don't want to."

"Well maybe I want to see you," he said. I slowly lifted my head to see him. "Nice to see you Jack. Looks like you still haven't picked up on the ideas of makeup."

"Shut the fuck up, Lucifer. Maybe the fact that I didn't grow up around any girls affected that." I had never been into makeup or hair. "And it looks like you just grew in general," I told him and he smiled. I had always been at least three inches taller than him, and now hes like seven inches taller than me by the looks of it.

"And your hair grew out," he said. "Well last time I saw you, your hair was shorter than mine." It was like down to my boobs I guess now, and curly so it looked shorter than it actually was. When I was twelve, I asked Luke to cut off all my hair one night, so... yeah it looked pretty bad and was really short.

"Yeah. Um... like was there anything specific you came over here for?" I asked him.

"I just wanted to see you."

"Well have your emotions improved since the last time I saw you, because I remember you cried every night." I didn't know why he would show up at my door every night, with tears streaming down his face. He never told me why.

"Do we have to talk about this?" he asked while staring at the floor.

"Well I remember you thought that it was such a grand idea to tell the whole school about my problems."

"Jack, I'm sorry-"

"Can you just leave Luke, I don't want you to ruin my life all over again."

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(a/n)

whale SEx (okay I have your attention now or you're just judging me even further than you already had)

I just had a cringe attack at everything I've written so far. Anyways, I don't want to dive into everything so quickly and I hate when every single story in the world starts off with some philosophical thoughts, but I promise THERE WILL BE PHILOSOPHICAL THOUGHTS LATER ON

okay ily if you're reading this- okay idk you but if you're reading this yay you.

- Meredith