When Devils Smile

Fourteen

'Procrastination is the theif of time, collar him!' Devon wrote on my next book as I sat at the cafe's seats, I furrowed a brow at him and he shrugs his shoulder and pointed to the front cover.

"Charles Dickens" he replies as if I'd understand what he meant by that, "he said that quote" he says after looking at me like I've grown three heads.

I roll my eyes at that, "he didn't say it in this book though" I state and he grins.

"How do you know? You've read what, one, two chapters?" I roll my eyes again and click my tongue, my pericing not hurting anymore since it's been nearly two months since I got it.

"I've read more than enough to know I don't like it" I say with a simple shrug and he huffs, standing up and putting his backpack on, then checking his watch.

"Then why did you buy it" he pokes me on my chest as I stand up myself and I slap him away, we leave the cafe. We've made this a regular thing, going to this cafe talking a little but but no overly so- never to truly know each other. Having drinks and choosing a book for the other person to read, then buying them in the end.

Devon has taken up to constantly writing quotes in each of my books, on the first page. I glance at it again as we leave the building and I sigh. Not knowing what it means, he's eluded to the quotes relating to me but I haven't figured out how... or more importantly why. Why is he waisting his time doing all of this?

Entertaining me like this. If he wasn't I would probably be doing something dumb right now. Fun- yes, but dumb.

"Procrastinating?" I question as the sun hits my eyes, how can it be this sunny in september? "I've never procrastinated a day in my life" he glances at me and I give him a stern look because it's true. "When we have chores in the house I do them straight away" I start listing things off. "Whenever my boss asks me to do a task I just do it, you say the quotes are about me but this one is the opposite of who I am."

He stays quiet through my rambling and I almost get annoyed- scratch that I do get annoyed. But I don't go off at him, I'm trying this new thing. Growth.

It's working so far.

And why not? He gave me plenty of chances, Issy did too and all of my roommates- hell even Raj did until he called it a day.

I don't know why I care about Devon's second chance, but I guess it's not so bad talking to him. He's interesting at times and quite funny to listen to, he's quick witted and knows how to stand his ground. Also kind, too kind really, he's not bad to look at. And I'm bored most of the times, lonely too.

So what else is there to do?

The other twin won't talk to me so I guess I'm stuck with him.

"What did you want to be when you grew up?" He asks out of the blue and I furrow my brows, because I didn't. I didn't want to be anything, I didn't think I'd make it this far. "Do you have any dreams in life?" He then questions and I snort as an answer, "do you live life to the fullest?" I stop and fold my arms.

"What are you rambling on" he sighs and checks his watch, again and I feel my face scrunch up. "Just leave if I'm waisting your time I didn't ask you to be here" he looks up with a raised brow and I go red, my cheeks deepening in colour at the way I just snapped. Sounding like an attention seeking, clingy boyfriend.

He sighs once more, "Levi you've been holding yourself back, forever now. You've never done anything you truly want to do, you've never had dreams or wishes in life. You're not living you're just alive. You're procrastinating, because of your past. You've never let yourself step out of your head and live" he finishes and I stand there in shock.