New York is the place that never sleeps. Especially for luke a boy drowning in grief and boxing. Meets a broken girl who's trying to fix herself as well.
Boxer luke 🫶
GUYSSS THIS WEEK HAS BEEN SHAMBLES. I've felt ill all week yeahhhh I went to Tesco and listened to Taylor swift then 5sos new song came on the radio casually cried 🤪🤞 thennnnn tonight I watched descendants 2 those movies are immaculate. Ben and Harry are *chef kisses* men with eyeliner is *chef kisses* _____________________________
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The archer ~ Taylor swift "Cause they see right through me, they see right through me, they see right through, can you see right through me,I see right through me, I see right through me"
I sighed deeply for the thousandth time in the last 2 hours I had laid in Lukes warm comfy bed. My brain refusing to sleep. The clock hadn't even hit 5am yet. Lukes arm wrapped securely around me in a way of him refusing to let go like I was about to drop off the face of the earth. I had now become little spoon. I wasn't even surprised luke was a giant compared to me.
But something about tonight made my breathing quicken and my heart beat faster. Not because of how close I was to luke and how his skin felt on mine. Which did make me feel safe and good. More of my anxiety coming into affect when I really didn't need it to. Not being home and out of routine caused an unsettling feeling in my stomach. I wanted to escape that second and run all the way back to my small run down apartment were I felt comfortable and more settled.
Anxiety had definitely been something I'd struggled with for a while. Always coming in to play at the most annoying unnecessary times or coming in at pointless times. It had affected my daily life a lot from a young age. Not feeling safe around friends houses or school was a struggle since it was an every day life task for a child to do and experience.
This was all before my parents when psycho on me and my brother. They used to be loving caring people up until my age of 15 my brother being 18 and off to college by then. As a kid my mother had suffered an illness which caused her to go to hospital. I had always had a strong connection and love for her. I was scared and worried she wasn't going to make it. It set off anxiety around my body which hadn't gone away since. I couldn't stay round friends houses without crying needing to be picked up missing my mother worrying something was going to happen to her again. I couldn't make friends due to my shyness and wanting to go home as I soon as I entered the school gates. It took a backlash on me. Making my social skills awful and my confidence at staying round peoples houses even worse. I had no practice or experience of it.
I shifted a little trying to find a more comfortable position. My throat becoming more dry by the second. I bit my lip hard feeling the blood rush away from the tension.
I felt luke stir slowly his golden locks falling across his face making me want to push them away.
"What are you doing awake" a raspy voice said
"Cant sleep" i squeaked out trying not to cry at the overwhelming feelings
"What's wrong" he asked his eyes now open as he whipped away the sleep from the corners
