33 perfect imperfection

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Sunday 2nd of January 2022

Faye:

I have convinced my parents that university starts back on the 3rd, instead of the 10th like it actually does. So, now I am back in my accommodation room.

I hadn't seen many people back yet, so it's still relatively quiet. I don't think Gia or Marlo are coming back until the 9th, earliest.

I smile at the thought of both of them. Marlo and I had gotten back to the others like nothing had happened, and I don't think anyone guessed, either. Didn't help that I kept catching Marlo looking at me instead of the fireworks, though.

I thought there was a chance of awkwardness and uncertainty on how to act with each other after the kiss (kisses), but it's been completely fine. He came to see me outside my house last night, just to say good-bye before I left for my train today. It feels very natural with him. Doesn't mean that he doesn't still make me incredibly nervous, though.

When I called to tell Gia, I swear I went deaf for a few seconds from how loud she screamed (my mistake for wearing headphones, though). My ears sometimes feel like they're still ringing.

Then after she calmed down, I got a "I told you something was gonna happen, I'm always right" followed by a bunch of insults that all called me variations of stupid.

Since that phone call with her, she has continuously referred to Marlo as "the boyfriend". And every time, I have to remind her that he isn't actually my boyfriend. "If you guys don't end up getting together officially in a month latest, he isn't worth your time," She had said. "You both know that you have feelings for each other, and you've kissed, so there's no reason that you shouldn't be dating."

I have no idea if he'd want a relationship with me, though. This is what's stopping me from asking him out myself, because I wouldn't mind being the one who asks. I'm just not sure if he's a relationship type of person.

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Monday 3rd January 2022

I have been awake for around 30 minutes talking to Marlo on the phone. It's 01:24am and realistically, I should be asleep, but I like talking to him like this.

Drunk Marlo is kind of all over the place, it's quite funny actually. He seems to not think about what he's saying before he says it, so he has just been rambling on about little, insignificant details of his day. Not that I dislike hearing him ramble in any kind of way. I'd like listening to him talk about basically anything.

I must fall asleep while I'm still on the call, because when I wake up, my phone is completely dead. My room is still dark, meaning the time right now could be anything from night-time to early morning. I get up quickly to plug my phone in before returning to sleep.

As the week progresses, I start to leave my phone on charge in case he calls again.

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Saturday 8th of January 2022

Marlo:

I make an excuse to see her before I even finish unpacking my suitcase. On my train back to the accommodation, I claimed that I needed help for planning Jonah's birthday, which is actually partly true. I am very capable of doing everything that needs to be done by myself, though.

As I make my way over to her flat, I try to suppress the idiot grin that keeps forming on my face. The people in the lift with me must think I'm a fucking weirdo.

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