❝you're a vicious memory burned in the cracks of my heart and an intoxicating fume stuffing my lungs, with nothing but a nostalgic hate that i die to remember, and that in itself is a crime.❞
❝i owe you a black eye
and two kisses.❞
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇...
levana woke up the next morning, her eyes adjusting to the scene around her; she rubbed her eyes roughly as she tossed to the side where she sees nick fast asleep, his arms spread out across nearly the entire bed and the laptop sill propped up on him from the other night, paused on the ending credits of coraline. they talked about this movie all night long; all the theories they had for it and all the other ones they had heard before.
it was really nice, they pretty much ate, talked and watched movies for the rest night after they ate. it was honestly such a big weight off her shoulders from earlier in the day. she's just hoping he never brings it up again. or that nobody ever does.
only then she feels her phone vibrate from underneath her back, she grabs it to check who it is, her eyes faintly squinting as she tries to make it out through her tiredness.
୨⎯ "imessage" ⎯୧
mimi ! - mila lenny <3 - levana
mimi ! lenny? where are you?! hello? i don't find you funny.
lenny <3 i'm so sorry, i ended up going to nicks i didn't mean to scare you.. seen i really am sorry mila seen
shit.. i didn't mean to just leave her like that with mum. i was meant to say something but fuck fuck fuck. i just forgot and it completely slipped my mind. what kind of fucking sister does that. mum's probably raging.
after a while of laying in bed a little longer, she sits herself up so she can pick up the laptop off of nicks lap; she gently closes it placing it neatly on his bedside table. she wouldn't want him turning over in his sleep with it on him and have his laptop break, fans would spread fucking wildfire.
after a little of just sitting and scrolling through her her instagram she decides to get up, walking over to the mirror opposite nick's bed; she sits down. god i am fucking bruised. she lets out a frustrated sigh as she feels her appearance swallow her whole. she stares for awhile, seeming to look right through herself as she decides there's no point dwelling on it. it just happened, there's nothing that can be done now.
she lets out another sigh and she pulls herself up. now she knows she should go brush her teeth, but she wants to eat something first. she just doesn't get the point of brushing your teeth to clean them to just get them dirty by eating five minutes later, when you can eat and then brush. that's just her though.
