When I get out my room looks as decent as it can be and I see Ezra sitting on my rolly chair on his phone.
"I showered," I say standing in front of my bathroom awkwardly
He looks up from his phone startled.
"Um i- I got you food"
I look away
"Thanks but I'm not really hungry," I say as I move to sit on the side of my bed
"Zor, your mom said you haven't been eating" he approaches softly sitting next to me
I relent "what'd you bring?"
He smiles "In N Out"
"Double-double with animal style fries, a vanilla milkshake, and extra spread?"
"Of course" he smiles as he goes to my desk to bring me the food
He watches me eat in silence. I offer him some but he declines.
"Zor are you gonna, you know, do your hair?" he starts once I finish
Oh right. I glance at the mirror attached to my closet door opposite to the side of my bed and my hair is… Let's just say tangled would be an understatement.
It's been in a high bun for almost a week and I slept in it without a scarf so either I shave my head off or I commit suicide. There is no in-between.
I laugh as he watches me tentatively "I don't even know Ez. It's kind of the least of my worries right now"
"I can try to help if you want?"
I look at him as if he's a unicorn. I literally broke this boy's heart and he's offering to help me do my ridiculously difficult hair for me?
And I say "ok"
30 minutes later, we're both laughing as Ezra pulls up a tutorial on how to do two Dutch braids on my hair and struggles to follow it.
My different leave-in conditioners and curl creams as well as combs are scattered all over the floor as he tries his best to take the braids tight but not hurt me. And even if he pulled a couple of strands too tight or accidentally sprayed product on my neck or face, I don't think I could feel any anger or annoyance at him right now and despite all the shit that went down the other day, sitting on my carpet as ezra kneels behind my hands in my hair, all I feel is joy. My heart is warm and mushy like my skin when I came out of the shower.
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A Poet's Secret
RomanceBeing in love with your best friend isn't the ideal life situation but for Zora, it's her only life situation. Secretly harboring her feelings for her best friend, Sierra, Zora pours her emotions into her journal in the form of poetry. After years o...
