I was laying in bed thinking over everything I knew about him.
He had a coughing problem. He would start backing up a lung randomly often.
Also, when he sneezes, it's always accompanied by several more sneezes. And, every time he blows his nose, it makes him sneeze.
He is really smart and in all AP classes, yet speaks like a true Gen Z. His vocabulary mainly consisted of "bruh" "who asked" "sounds like a you problem to me" "shut up". It's not that he speaks disrespectfully to me, though. He's always joking.
He has a folder in his phone gallery that is basically a bunch of pictures or mostly screenshots of pictures that explain his entire personality. It's scarily accurate.
He used to wear glasses all the time because he has horrible vision, but they bother him and he's lazy, so people would always be surprised to see he wore glasses.
Nobody expects much femininity out of him, but he often wears dangling earrings.
He is afraid of water that he can't see through because of too many shark movies and one particular documentary he watched on Australia's deadliest creatures at a young age.
He would mix corn into literally every meal and stir his ice cream into pudding before eating it.
I loved that I knew these things whilst most others didn't. It made me feel like I was someone special to him.
Earlier that day, I had kissed him. It wasn't spur of the moment, exactly. I had been thinking about how I felt for him every second we weren't conversing and finally decided to just spill the tea.
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When it was over after a few seconds, we both got all shy and just continued watching the show and other shows until I finally made the excuse that my mom needed me home.
We hugged goodbye and locked knowing eyes before I left.
It's some time around 2 in the morning and sleep wouldn't come to me no matter what I do. Finally, I played the playlist Mac made me like a month ago with all his favorite songs.
Other than a quick glance, I hadn't listened to it. Right now, though, I felt like I needed it.
The order they played in my ears was: Freeze, Airplane, Pass the Mic, Polaroid Love, Love Shot, Drunk Dazed, Levanter, Maniac, Silent Cry, Lonely St., Drive, Love Scenario, Yet to Come.
Yes. It took me a really fucking long time to fall asleep. The music slowly faded as I drifted away.
