+*+* Chaos Is Beautiful +*+*

I Swear My Life Hates Me

Well I can't seem to be able to take in what has happened in the account of the past few hours. If your confused think about me. I'm living in it.

If you're wondering about the 50 pounds, I had to accept it. But Tommy decided to be generous and said if I bought KFC every Saturday for 2 months he would be fine. 

How generous indeed.

After that I was practically exhausted and the time made up for it. It was already 8:30 pm when I finally cleaned up and showered. So naturally. I didn't sleep.

Me and Tommy stayed up all night playing Minecraft and watching movies. I was overwhelmed earlier so it was nice to have fun. I think we slept early. Around 11 or 12. 

Yes that's early.

When I got up I recalled yesterdays events. I can't believe that happened. I also realize that I'm on the sofa. 

Shit. I must have fallen asleep on the couch. Tommy must have gone up. I check the time and I see it's 6:47 am. When did I ever get up so early ?

I check my phone. I see a few messages from Tommy.

Tommy

23:56   You'll probably read this in the morning

23:57  You fell  asleep so I put you on the couch

00:08  Wow your out cold. Good night.

And the most recent one

6:39  Hey :)

He was also awake sometime ago. I get up to discover that my neck hurts like hell. Not the best position so to sleep. Was it ?

I stretched a little and then I went up. I see the soft red door I was searching for. I knock lightly. 

I hear a faint ' Come in ' and open the door.

The familiar sight comes clear. Did you know I almost chose ' Clear ' to be my favourite word? But it's not. Thank god for that. I kinda hate it now.

"Hey." I hear. Tommy's voice was raspy from the morning. 

I shiver slightly. It was super cold in his room. Does he keep it at 5 degrees here?

I shiver again before saying "Hey. Why the hell is it so cold ?"

He just shrugs and invites me under his big, fluffy blanket. I gladly accept. 

I get comfy and warm. He looks at me. 

"So, I have band practice later." He stops after that. He knows that I know what he's asking.

"Maybe I can come today ?" I said. More like asked. I don't know. I was feeling disoriented right now.

The moment the words are out of my mouth I see that Tommy's face lights up light a freaking lamp post.

"Really?" He says with his cute morning voice.

"Yup." I nod.

He frowns. " Will you act all emo ?"

I burst into giggles. " What the hell are you talking about ?"

He starts giggling too but continues with his sentence. "I'm saying that I don't want you to look all leather jacket and jeans, you know ? I want you to be sunshine and bees Tubbo. Not grunge metal Tubbo."

By now I'm tearing up. I can't stop laughing. But I can't help but agree. I do dress different when I'm away from Tommy. 

With Tommy I wear colourful clothes because with Tommy I'm my real self but outside I'm 'The bad boy'.