It's 2:38 am! Wake Up!!!!
✰✰𝖡𝗋𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖦✰✰
"Oh my gosh! Aubrey stop, I told you I'm not used to all this attention." I said, hiding my face while we were FaceTiming.
"What? I didn't even say anything. I'm just sitting here chilling waiting for you to stop playing," he responded.
Sitting up in bed, I told him, "You made that noise you're always making."
He chuckled, "That's because you're always looking so fucking good, I can't help it," and licked his bottom lip.
"Stop it," I pouted, putting my attention on my TV. I noticed he took screenshots. "I just found my new wallpaper ," he muttered.
"Aubrey! I'm in my pajamas," I complained, putting my phone down on my lap.
"Girl, I wasn't even focused on what you're wearing," he said. I glanced at my phone again and saw he was distracted by something else.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Playing GTA..."
"What's that?" When he turned back to the phone, he gave me look. He must have had his phone propped against something.
"You don't know what GTA is? Grand Theft Auto?"
"Oh, yeah, I do. Didn't think that's what you were doing," I giggled.
"Come over," he said.
"Aubrey, I have class tomorrow," I reminded him, picking up my phone again.
"See you're playing.... You act like I can't take you to class," he shakes his head with a smirk.
" Take me to class? Now you want me to stay the night, already?" I questioned, and he just shook his head, looking bored.
"Anyway, you should've mentioned it earlier, then maybe I could've come over. You want to do things at 8 at night on a Sunday. Everything with you is always last minute," I complained, playfully
"It's not late, Bre. It's not even 8 yet," he pointed out. When he stood up, all I could see was his bottom half in grey sweats. I blushed and looked away.
"Why are you blushing?" he teased.
"It's nothing... You know I go to bed early on weekdays. Staying out late like when we went to Six Flags isn't usual for me," I explained. He sat back down, this time shirtless.
"Yeah, I know. I just wanna spend time with you, that's all. I miss you," he mumbled softly.
"I miss you too," I admitted.
"You don't seem like it," he said playfully.
"Stop, Aubrey," I said as he got distracted by his game again. "I'm taking you to lunch tomorrow. I'd say dinner, but I have plans with my mom and sister."
"That's nice," I said.
"Do you wanna come?" he asked, half-distracted by his game.
"What?" I was taken aback.
He chuckled. "Wanna come to dinner?"
"No!!!" I blurted out too quickly.
" Damn, Love! That's how you feel?" He laughs, turning back to his phone.
"It's not like that. You're asking me to come to dinner with you, your mom, and your sister..... Uhh no!"
" You don't want to meet my mom?" Here he goes with that grin again.
