paige bueckers' point of view.
i knew i couldn't be with her when i saw her wake up in my guest bed, her hair undone and frizzy. the sunlight beamed softly from the coverage the curtains provided, the light still finding a way to land onto her face.
"you need silk pillowcases" she yawned, sitting up in the shirt i gave her. "all that NIL money and still no silk pillowcases" i knew i couldn't be with her when she stared at me, rubbing her eyes as her legs dangled from the side of the bed. she sleeps with socks on, like an insane person.
"i'll get some for you" i mumbled. i'd get anything for her.
"no, you need to get some for yourself" she reiterated, "and all the other girls that you have in here" i laugh at her claim. she doesn't know she's the first one i've had sleep over since i've moved here. i made the bed specially for her. i shake my head, keeping my eyes on her. i know she's looking for me to either confirm or deny her claim, but i'd rather play with her.
"i'm sure they'd love that" she just rolls her eyes in response. i knew i couldn't be with her when i sat beside her, her breath still heavy. she gets a call, plopping back onto the bed as she answered it.
"where are you?" the person on the other line asked. i knew i couldn't be with her because she responded
"with paige". the only time she cares if people know that i'm with her is if i could get hurt. my heart melts. i'm smitten. i can't be with her. she groans before lifting herself up from the bed, her feet barely being picked up as she walked into the guest bathroom. i bought her a toothbrush before she came here. she brushes her teeth and mumbles to the person on the phone before giving them a muffled "bye!".
"who was that?" i ask from the bedroom.
"my manager" she responded, "tellin' me to post."
"i can help" i smile as i speak. i don't know anything about what she does, but a picture or two can't be too hard.
"sure" i can't be with her because she happily lets me. i hear her footsteps as she rejoins me in the bedroom. she falls face first on the bedding.
"i don't want to" i hear her.
"it'll be fun" my hand glides onto her back.
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georgiaaagraves: old sloane making an appearance in this post, i see.
sloaneshuskies: bye😭
eliteclothing: y'all heard her!
paigebueckers: makeup credit?
sloanewarner: wym it's real blood.
stirlingszn: the handprints on your neck
sloanewarner: shut awp
bueckersbasketball: are you and paige dating?
sloanewarner: who's paige?
paigebueckers: @sloanewarner girl
paigeandsloane: cute!
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