cigarettes out the window

7

It's 4 am and I can't sleep. The window is open and feel the wind enter my room. Immediately I have the urge to smoke so I stand up and grab the pack of cigs on the night stand. I look out the window and light one.

«It's great seeing you love» I hear someone say. I look to my right and see Tom smiling at me while also holding a cancer stick to his mouth.
«hi Tom» I say with a sleepy voice
«You look tired, why aren't you asleep?»
«I don't know. Lately I started going to sleep late» I explain as the smoke comes out of my mouth.
«Wanna come sleep with me?»
«Tom, I'm not in the mood right now»
«I didn't mean it that way, y/n. Sleep with me, we can cuddle if it helps. But if you really want to fuck I'm not complai-»
«ok I'm coming there just to sleep.» I interrupt him. He laughs.

His laugh is so cute, so is his smile and his eyes. He was always pretty, ever since we were kids I always thought that he was beautiful but at the same time time he looked a little mean. Obviously he was a sweet guy but I never had the chance to know him better.

After throwing the cigarette butt I silently walk out of my room and knock to his door. He opens it and pulled me in.

«my pretty girl» he whispers. At first he started calling me that only during our sessions but then began to call me so regularly. I think it's a cute nickname, I haven't find anything for him yet. We get on the bed and embrace each other; he wraps his arm around my waist and I rub my thumb on his hand.

«do you have any idea on why you haven't slept properly?» he asks in a low voice, leaving kisses on my neck
«not really» I answer, also whispering. He hums in response. He starts sucking on my skin.
«Don't.»
«yes ma'am» we stay quiet for a while.

«do you think your parents will ever find out you're here?»
«I hope not. But in case they do, what are they gonna do about it?»
«do you think they called my parents or Gustav's?»
«probably. maybe they even checked my ex's house» I say carelessly.
«you already had a boyfriend?» he asks
«actually, it was girl» I inform, very likely shocking him.
«so you're gay?» he questions me confused
«mh nope, I like girls and boys or whatever, as long as they're hot» I explain
«does Georg know» He asks while playing with a strand of my hair
«of course, he was the first to know. I came out to him a few years ago»
«how did your parents react»
«they made me break up with her» A wave of sadness hit me as I recall to that day.
he stays quiet. «That's really sad»
«I know.. but it's in the past now»

I turn around so I can face him. I feel my eyelids getting heavier and I start to fall asleep.
He kisses my forehead «good night y/n»
«good night Tom»