not interested || Nicholas Galitzine ||

im so..

..tired. i really dont want to get up but i cant wait to go see vincent. cant believe his asshole of a friend goes to school with me. i hope i never see him.

i slide off of my bed begrudgingly. showering.. god i hate showering

thirty minutes later..

god i love showering, i feel so clean and pure. like a freshly rained on garden.

i sit at my vanity and do the usual.

once im finished with my makeup i put a few mini braids in my hair and left the left to be wavy.

i'd been so excited for this i picked my outfit the night before. a white tubetop with a long floral skirt. i wore a few pieces of jewelry with it aswell and called it a day.

but before i can do this i need to pack extra clothes incase he gets drunk and i crash there to watch over him.

i put in my airpods my lovely brother got for me and listen to Lana del ray. Ive always loved her. all my friends in high school hated her but they honestly hated all Americans.

after what felt like forever i met with my brother and dinner went by in the blink of an eye. i had an amazing time and a smile was painted across my face the entirety of our dinner.

he clearly needed this to unwind and got pretty drunk. Which i called.

i drove him home and he slept the whole car ride, it was really peaceful..

only for that to be disrupted as i opened the door and my eyes were met with nicholas.

i ignored him and took my brother to bed, turning his ac down because he likes to sleep cold and putting a glass of water next to him aswell as a garbage can.

afterwards i used his bathroom to change into something more comfortable.

after exiting the bathroom i see nicholas laying on the couch with a pillow and a blanket

"absolutely not." i say standing infront of him

"what" he looks at me as confused as a deer in headlights.

"you're not sleeping there, go home or something" i suggest.

"you're clearly not sleeping either little miss eye bags" he scoffed

"excuse me? you're clearly not showering mr-mr greasy hair" i snap back

"oof.. boiling hot burn" he turned back to the tv

"look, i need to sleep there, my brothers gonna be hungover tomorrow. you should seriously just go home." i lean to the side with my hand on my hip signaling im over the conversation

"look," he mocks " i cant do that but i can sleep on the floor for a night i suppose." he folds the blanket to get out

"i cant make you sleep on the floor, ill do it" i grab a pillow and a blanket

"stop being difficult.. my lord" he mumbles the last part "we can push both parts of the couch together and share" he gets up and pushes them as i watch

share? ive never even had a boyfriend let alone sleep with a man!

it doesn't mean anything.. i need to keep my composure.

i climb in over the couch and lay down beside him

"dammit.. i forgot my airpods" i whisper so quietly i can barely hear it myself

i look over to see Nicholas holding one up for me

"take it, dont complain about my music, and go to bed, goodnight cranky." he turns over

i reluctantly grab it even tho i was overjoyed.

to my surprise he was listening to ladyfingers.. genuine shocker.

i fell asleep before the song could end..