★彡{𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬}彡★

different lense

HELLO

idk about you but i hate smut and i will never write smut because it is disrespecting the person you are writing about unless you invented the person and they are fake

i still hate writing it i never have and never will.

so dont expect it.

ANYWAYS

read

TW: swearing, smoking, vapes, switch povs ( 😡 )

ps there's a lot of point of view switching in this so be prepared

katey's pov:

i read the letter at least seven billion more times, before sitting down on my bed and stare at the ceiling. im dont know how to feel about the letter. i slowly walk to andrew's room, and open the door without knocking. 

andrew's pov:

i hear the door creak open after i take a breath in of the vape id been hiding underneath my mattress. i scramble around and hide the vape in my drawer when i hear the door.

"yeah?" i ask, turning around in my swivel chair to face kaety. 

"what's that smell?" she asks. 

"i...don't know. what do you want?" i ask.

"well i got this letter from...chris. i dont know what to do about it though." she says, holding out a piece of crumpled loose leaf paper.

i read it. then hand it back to her.

"well?" she asks. "what do i do?" 

"tell him how you feel." i say, turning back around. "think about it if you need to, you dont need to force it." i tell her. "right." she says, walking out of my room.

nick's pov:

"chris you have a letter." i tell him. he's currently sitting at the kitchen counter, texting. he looks up for a second, then back down at his phone.

"who's' it from?" he asks, still texting.

"i dont know. also jesus why are you so addicted to your phone?" i ask.

"you aren't my parental figure."  he says, getting up to snatch the letter out of my hand.

"please, you and matt wouldn't survive a day without me." i retort.

chris laughs a little, then opens the envelope, walking away. 

chris' pov:

chris,

ill think about it

for now its tbd

ill call you when im ready.

katey

nick's pov: 

"great. just walk away in the middle of our conversation." i mutter, as i walk up the stairs, trying to look for matt.

"niiiiiiiiiiick!!!" matt yells from his room. 

"what?" i ask. 

"what's the password for netflix?" he asks, quieter now that im standing face to face with him. i walk into his room and grab the remote from him, putting in the password.

"and for my computer?" he asks.

i then type the password in on his computer, sighing and rolling my eyes. 

i get a notification on my phone from micah. apparently matt got it too, because he says, "micah's leaving the hospital in an hour." matt says. "he just texted me." he follows up. "same." i say. "let's go get chris." 

i say, walking out of matt's room and over to chris' room. i knock on the door and yell his name as i hear him scrambling around his room to get to the door. "yeah?" he asks, the door creaking open. "micah's gonna be home from the hospital in an hour." i tell him. 

"he asked if he could come over." matt shouts from his room. "so get ready." he adds on. i close chris' door and walk to my room. i change into a quarter-zip up jacket, a pair of baggy jeans, nike socks, and an old pair of air forces. i grab a pair my silver wrap sunglasses, rest them on my forehead, and put on a bead necklace.

i brush my teeth and fix my hair, something i do everytime i go over to a friend's house. i run down the stairs and go to the living room to see matt and chris on the couch. "whaddya wanna watch?" chris asks. "drag race." i respond, quickly. 

we watch nearly one full episode before micah texts the groupchat that he's home.

matt, chris, and i race to the car. i grab my bag and jump in the backseat of the car. matt turns the car on and chris queues some boring rap song. 

chris and i have a yap fest as matt rages at the oncoming cars. which quite literally happens everytime we go anywhere. 

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we arrive at micah's house a couple minutes later. mason, ally, and katey are already there. micah greets us with a smile. he's wearing a notre dame college sweatshirt and a pair of jorts. there's bandages on his legs, which doesn't seem to bother him in the slightest. 

"where's jon?" chris asks. 

"he told me he couldnt come. he said he had to take care of his little siblings." he explains. "i told him i understand." he adds.

i nod my head and realize that matt left to go to mason and chris went to talk to katey. i get a bit embarrassed, but im not sure why. 

"do you want something to drink?" micah asks, scratching the back of his neck. "i've got iced tea, diet coke, and sparkling water. even though it tastes like dish detergent." i laugh. i respond with iced tea. micah jogs over to his fridge. grabbing the iced tea out.

i tilt my head a little, while looking up at the ceiling. i see micah's sister sitting on the couch, watching tiktoks on her phone. i look back at chris and see him looking down at the rug at the front door, fidgeting with it with his shoe while katey talks to him.

micah limps back to me, holding out the iced tea as he gestures for the rest of the group to go up to his room. me and matt help micah walk up the stairs safely, and i feel myself getting warmer by the second. 

but in a way that felt good.

NOW TIME TO WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER FOR MY SECOND BOOK AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

thanks for reading and i dont think ive mentioned this on this particular story but, tysm for 50 reads on this book. i think im somewhere at 60 reads and i dont even one sixth of that amount in friends, let alone 60 real friends.

wow im so cool you should aspire to be me.

thanks!

bye

i think

please leave what are you doing