chapter 22

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we arrived back at the apartments shortly after.

as we made our way back to sal's apartment, i yawned. "ugh... i got like, no sleep last night. i had this weird ass dream that woke me up at 4am."

"oh yeah? what happened?"

i pondered for a second, trying to recall the events of my dream. "i'm not that sure honestly. i was back in my old apartment in new york. but i remember you and ash being there. like, i was showing you guys around or something. but then a tall guy in a mask broke in while i was sleeping and i had to fight him off. i woke up after that."

sal cocked his head. "huh. that is weird. i've heard dreams are kind of a reflection of what's going on in your head when you're awake. are you scared of that or something?"

"pfft, no. i'm on the 3rd floor, why would an intruder pick my apartment of all places?"

"fair." sal pressed the elevator button to go to the 4th floor. "with that logic, i know i won't have any intruders either, ha."

"exactly. we're both safe."

as the elevator went up and up, we had finally made it back. sal unlocked the door and opened it, letting me enter first. i hadn't been in his apartment before.

sal kicked off his shoes. "sorry for the mess."

"don't be. i guarantee my room is messier than this whole place combined."

he laughed and gestured towards the living room. "do you want to watch something?"

i nodded. "sure. we should watch a halloween movie or something. i mean, it's literally tomorrow."

"shit, i forgot. my sense of time has been fucked up lately." he said, slumping back onto the couch.

i sat next to him and watched as he switched on the tv and played 'scream.' "are we still going to that party?"

"yeah. you know what you're going as?"

i put my index finger to my lips and shushed him. "shhh, i'm not telling you yet. it's a surprise."

he laughed. "alright, alright. i would say the same but i think i already told you."

"jason vorhees?"

"mhm. last year i was just a guy from the purge."

i turned to face him. "hey, i was a purge girl with cassidy a few years ago."

"if only we knew each other sooner." he smiled.

i smiled back, and we both focused back on the movie. i saw from the corner of my eye sal sneaking little glances and being more fidgety than usual.

as time went on, i grew more and more tired. it was the perfect sleeping atmosphere too; the air conditioning was going, there was a movie for background noise, and i was with someone i trusted.

unknowingly, i began to nod off and fall asleep, as i fell to the side and failed to hold myself upright.

sal's pov

"woah.. um.. y/n?" i caught her by placing my hand on her shoulder. did she really just fall asleep? on me?????

y/n began to snore a little, which made me laugh a little. "alright then.." i lowered her head so that it was resting on my shoulder. i could literally feel my heartbeat picking up by the second. fuck.

my only fear was her waking up and being totally weirded out. maybe if i pretend to be asleep when she wakes up it won't be as bad.

suddenly i felt movement. i looked down and watched as y/n began to scoot closer.

oh my fucking god.

my breathing began to get more and more heavy. i was trying my best to chill out but how could i? i never thought i'd end up in a situation like this. i began fidgeting as i tried to calm myself down.

"..stop moving so much."

"huh?" that almost made me jump out of my skin.

y/n's eyes were barely open as she groggily whispered. "stop moving so much.. i'm tired."

"oh.. sorry."

"mhm." she then drifted back to sleep as if this was normal.

my breathing began to calm down. i was freaking myself out. it's fine.

i quietly continued to watch the movie in front of us. as the minutes ticked by, i looked back down to see if she was still sleeping.

i smiled softly. it was cute. thank god dad wasn't home to harass me. it was getting late.

the clock showed 9:45. hopefully her mom wouldn't mind if she comes home late.

i looked down at her again and exhaled. just have to wait for her to wake up..

a/n: short chapter Srryyyyy

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