12 pm

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You're looking at your lock screen, It's already 12 pm. You cuss under your breath, you weren't supposed to stay for that long.

You look back at him sitting on his bed,

"Where's my goodnight kiss?" He asks, smirking.

You approach him slowly, teasing him. You step forward to the fact that your legs meet. You whisper into his ear,

"I don't know, where is it?" 

"Mhm.." He smiles and takes your chin and pulls it to his face.

"Here." He beams and stabs you in the stomach.

And you die.

𝐏𝐥𝐨𝐭-𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 (𝐎𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬)Where stories live. Discover now