it all started with an instagram post..
vada bennett has her days, hell, even her weeks, but her feelings could never change for one person, even if it's involved with the law.
OR... ashtray has never felt these sorts of feelings before.. so why sho...
it's been a few days since the whole.. dead dad thing. i'm feeling a lot better about myself now.
ashtray has been hanging around for the last few days. i think he thinks i'm going to do something to someone or myself, but honestly , i'm feeling better than ever.
right now i'm sitting in a corner of ashtrays room doing absolutely nothing but scrolling through instagram, and automatically thinks i should post something.
@vadasalt
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vadasalt taylor swift really b savin me rn
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"are you okay?" i hear from across the room. i look up to see ashtray turning off his phone. "why wouldn't i be?" i cocked my head a little bit.
"that shit you posted." he copies my actions. i smile and shake my head. "taylor swift is my life man. doesn't mean i'm sad." i smiled even bigger. what the hell is he doing to me.
"aren't all her songs sad n shit though?" he set his phone at the table next to his bed. "and? not all her songs are sad." i giggle. after a moment of silence, an idea pops in my head.
"you know what? i'm going to make you listen to the evermore album." i get up and sit next to him, leaning against him a little. i pull out my airpods and they connect to the bluetooth.
"no way in hell." he scoots away. that only make me scoot closer to him. i hold my hand out with one of my airpods in it.
"if you love me you'll do it." i pouted my lip. he looks down at my lips and groans. he takes the airpod and puts it in his ear. i smile and shuffle the album. happiness is first and probably my favorite. better be his too.
