AFTER HOURS ✔

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I am not trying to overthink or anything but,

Wait

I sit back so quickly as if realisation dawned on me.

My eyes were wide

Did Felix throw the ball on Simon on purpose?

Was he jealous!

But why would he be, the rational part of my brain reasoned it.

I grab my phone open his message, to see

Dickhead typing

Those few seconds were the longest few seconds in my life.

Dickhead :
Listen to repeat after me

Me :
???

Dickhead :
I want you to move in with me, right now I am playing the God damn song.

What did he say????

Wait it's a phrase.

Move-in with him? This guy is good at giving heart attacks.

I open the music app and start playing the song.

This is my first time hearing the song, it was pretty cool.

Like, tell me when has weekend ever made a bad song.

Hello? Never

Me :

It's a nice song

Dickhead :
The lyrics though.

Wait? What?

What's wrong with this guy, I start to notice the lyrics and it says

You don't love him, you don't love him
You don't love him if you're thinking of me
You don't love him, you're just fucking
You're just fucking, it means nothing to me
You don't love him, you don't love him
You don't love him if you're thinking of me
You don't love him, you're just fucking
You're just fucking, it means nothing to me, yeah

It's been too long, you changed up over time
Why you, why you gonna even try to hide?
It's natural to find someone to treat you right
But it ain't right if you fuck him out of spite
You don't have to cry girl, let me wipe your eyes
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes
I promise you will always be mine
Oh-oh, just repeat after me

What does he even want with me???

Like what in the hell???

Who is him here? Who am I even fucking?

Ahhhhhh

My head hurts

I groan pulling my pillow over my head before I get out of the bed.

In

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