𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞-𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐲

☆Home alone☆

🫶🏻|Chapter 4| 🫶🏻
🫶🏻|4th July 1998| 🫶🏻

"Ay Tess, need a ride?" Marshall asked. I smiled "Yeah"

"C'mon" he replied and I made my way to his car. I got in and he started driving.

"Marshall thank you so much I had amazing time today" i spoke. He smiled "You don't need to thank me I really loved spending time with you" he said.

I don't know why but it made me blush and I didn't know what to do. "I love spending time with you too Marshall

What's wrong with me?

Marshall' POV:

I just dropped Tessa to her place and I feel exausted, hopefully this night I'll be able to get some sleep.

I always struggled with insomnia and I couldn't sleep for weeks. I walked into my small apartment and threw my keys on the counter.

I made my way to my room and changed into something more comfortable, baggy sweatpants and a baggy T-shirt. I walk into the bathroom and take a look at myself.

Damn...

I don't even recognize myself anymore, I don't know how people don't notice this shit. My eyes are bloodshot and I have dark circles under my eyes. With a sigh I took a bottle of sleeping pills and took a one.

They don't really work but I've been using them for so long it became unskippable part of my 'night routine' .

I threw myself at the worn out beige couch and cover myself with a blanket. I turned on TV, trying to distract myself and try to fall asleep, and like always it didn't work.

I closed my eyes for a while trying to trick myself and fall asleep. I got tired of everything, I got up from the couch and opened the fridge and took a can of beer, I opened it and took a big sip.

By this point I started to get really annoyed. I couldn't stand this . I just wanted to rest, like everyone else. I laid back on the couch. Now I started thinking about my brother's passing.

Fuck.

Why do I have to think about this? It's making me so sad. I feel a wave of sadness wash over me. I sighed and buried my face into the pillow. I need someone to talk to. Is it too late to call Tessa?

What am I thinking she's probably asleep by now. I glance at the clock at the little table.

1 Am.

Shit. I know I shouldn't call her but I text her anyway. I just need someone right now. I hate these mood swings. I decided to text her.

Text:
"Hey Tess, you asleep?"

I hesitated but I clicked send button anyway. I sighed as I waited for any sign of her reading my message. Then I saw she texted me back. How come she's not asleep?
The text read:

T: "Heyy nah I'm not asleep. I'm watching movies with my brothers. Why aren't you asleep?"

I immediately texted her back

"Can't sleep. My insomnia is acting up these days..."

T: "I'm sorry to hear that. Want some company?"

I couldn't beat my eyes. I want her company more than anything else.

"Um yeah if you don't mind."

T: "Nah, I can come over?"

That's everything I wanted to hear. Her coming to me. It might seem weird but I spent years trying to find her. I got obsessed when I was a kid, I love her more than anything else in this world. She was the only one who showed me kindness.

Well, her and Deshaun.

"Of course. I'll send you location."

I send her my location. I felt a bit of hope, and happiness. I closed my eyes for a moment before remembering that I have to clean up a little. My apartment's a mess.

I haven't cleaned it since I broke up with Kim. That was 3 months ago. Damn I'm lazy as fuck.
It's not that I'm just lazy. I was feeling down and depressed. I didn't feel like cleaning.

I got up and started cleaning the apartment. I was just hoping I finish everything before she comes. I don't want her to see my mess. Most importantly I don't want her to pity me.

I hate when people do that. Especially my friends. It makes me feel like a little girl who can't do shit. That's why I keep all my emotions to myself. I feel like a fool when I'm sharing them. Because most of the time everyone finds out.

The only person I can open up to is Deshaun, but I don't want to bother him. He has his own problems like everyone. I don't want to be a burden.

About 20 minutes later and I heard the knock on the door. I walked to the door and opened it.
There she was, her hair was wet and curly my blue eyes met her hazel ones. She was in her pajamas. It looked like she was just out of the shower.

"Hey" she said and smiled softly. I melted inside she was just so sweet and caring.

"Hi, c'mon in."

She walked in and looked around a bit. I started feeling self conscious. It probably wasn't anything like her house. Her parents are millions and me....well I barely have the money for rent.

Then she looked at me. "Hmm you got any movies we can watch?" She asked.

"Yeah I got a couple of good movies."
I nodded and opened the drawer where I'm holding my CD's. She started going trough bunch of CD's.

After a while she held out one CD.

"Home alone?" I raised my eyebrow. I was trying hard not to laugh. She just nodded.

"Yeah, why?" She asked acting offended. "It's just...Its July. You want to watch a Christmas movie?" I asked. I was amused by the fact that she wanted to watch a Christmas movie in the middle of summer.

"Yeah." She shrugged. "It's already Christmas for me. I mean in about 5 months."

I chuckled. "You serious?" She nodded. "Okay we'll watch your Christmas movie. C'mon."

I said. We sat down on the couch and started watching the movie.

Halfway through the movie I noticed that she rested her head on my chest. I covered us with a blanket. It felt so warm and soft. It was so cozy.

My eyes started to droop. I kissed her forehead and dozed off with her in my arms. That's the thing I wanted to do since I was a teenager.

Now that I have her I'm never letting her go...

Author's note:

I'M BACK 🫀🫶🏻❤️
I'm so happy rn. I love you guys!!!!