𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 (𝐯𝐨𝐥.𝟏) → lamelo ball

𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩

omniscient

asia was currently sitting
on her bed, wig shopping because prom was coming up and she had no clue what hairstyle she was even going to do. she had already put in a custom order for her dress a couple weeks prior, now she just had to plan out the rest of her outfit, which she had been avoiding due to being stressed out from everything that had been going on within the past month

ever since she got back from miami, it had been test after test, project after project, essay after essay, and to say she was stressed out was an understatement. she felt like her body was on the verge of collapsing from all the work she's had to do

on top of that, she and melo were still in this gray area with their relationship where it was like they were together but they aren't actually official, and while it was going smooth so far on both ends, asia wondered how much longer she could keep this up. she wanted to actually be with him, not whatever this situationship shit they had going on

however, she had no clue how to vocalize it to him without sounding like she's contradicting herself as she was the one who told him that she wanted to take things slow and to not rush into a relationship, but now she felt herself regretting saying that because now all she wanted was to be his, officially

asia groaned out of frustration as she closed her macbook, she hadn't found anything that she liked and now she had melo on her brain causing her focus to shift completely from what she needs to actually be worried about 

she pushed the laptop off of her lap onto the side of her bed as she fell back, feeling her head hit her pillow. she sighed as she stared up at the ceiling, trying to think of anything else that wasn't melo but it was no use, he was stuck in her head now and she couldn't focus on anything else

she wondered if it was because they hadn't really hung out since she came back from florida. they saw each other at school most days, but they had both been so busy lately that there wasn't any time for them to actually see each other

asia rolled over onto her side as she reached over and grabbed her phone from her nightstand, opening it as she went to imessage and clicked melo's contact. she stared at the screen, debating on whether she should even text him because she knew he said he'd be busy today 

staring at the screen, she debated with herself on if he would even answer before giving in and deciding to text him. she started typing before deleting the message, which she would continue to do for the next couple of minutes before seeing a text from melo pop up in their message log

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iMessage
"my fav nigga rn 🤭💕"

my fav nigga rn 🤭💕
ma u good ?
u keep typin n then deletin ts 😭
 - read at 7:46 pm

my fav nigga rn 🤭💕
sum going on ? 
hello ??
nigga answer
- read at 7:47 pm

my fav nigga rn 🤭💕
girl stop leaving me on read 😒
- read at 7:48 pm

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