𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗕𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘁𝘀

iii.

𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝟯

"𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰"
- 𝘴𝘪𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘣.𝘦𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩

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TW : HOMOPHOBIA

It was 2:45 pm and Hailee is probably one of the most punctual person I know, she should be there in 15 minutes on top. However, I need to clean my room from all the clothes lying everywhere. Fuck, I'm late.

The doorbell rang in the whole house at 2:58 pm. Who is early nowadays ?

"Coming !" I shouted, hoping she'll hear me.

I took the last pieces of clothing, threw them in the bottom of my closet and rushed down the steps to the front door.

I opened the door on the move, almost falling on the last step. "Hi" I greeted her, practically panting.

"Hey" Hailee raised her eyebrows at me, skeptical. "I didn't know if you still lived there so I came early"

"Fuck I forgot to give you the address" I clapped my hand on my forehead out of exasperation. "Come in I don't wanna be a bad host and make conversation on the doorstep" I opened the door widely and stepped out of the way.

She passed next to me and her floral perfume invaded all of my body.

"It didn't change much, well appart from the pictures" She noticed as I made my way beside her, looking at the hanging photos. Most of them were the three of us, one with mamă, few of the cast including a picture of me with an Iron Man helmet behind the scene of Civil War and, "There is me" She pointed a picture of the two of us missing teeth at our fist day in elementary school. "We're cute" She concluded.

"My brother insisted to put it here the second he saw the photo"

We stayed for few seconds staring at the picture, reliving the moment in our head. I cleared my throat first, not wanting to feel guilty once again of the pain I inflicted on her.

"We should go study" I said, already turning my back on her and climbing the stairs. She followed suit without an another word.

However, the second she stepped in my bedroom I was back in my 5 years old self, discovering my new room, hand in hand with my best friend.

My brother had just bought the house and we loved to come here together, to escape our parents probably but also because we could be under the watch of Seb and Emma. They would let us do whatever we wanted except eat all of the candies, we needed to clean up when we made a mess and few other stupid rules.

I think they wanted to create a space just for me and my stuff, for when I stayed the night and they decided to build a bedroom with a nice bathroom attached to it.

Anyway since I spend all of my time with Hailee, this was more our room than just mine. There was always an extra pair of pajamas for her because sleepovers were our favorite things, we just sat there and dream of what the future could hold.

The first times I came alone felt like there was a void, it always seemed too quiet, too empty.

"You're staring" She cut my train of thoughts.

"I'm sorry" I shook my head and looked away. "Just feels weird" I added under my breath.

"What do we need to do exactly ?" I asked, now sitting at my desk with my physics papers in front of me.