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i sit and stare at my phone. the emptiness was killing me. my loneliness was killing me. i cannot stand to take another look at these happy couples. why am i always getting my heart played with if i'm apparently the prettiest?

i groan, realizing i've been sitting in the bathroom for over ten minutes. fuck. i rush out, placing my airpods back in.

♪ MAFIA - Travis Scott

this song is actually kind of fire. i place the song on replay. i walk by the lunchroom and notice the new kid coming towards my way. this was my third time seeing him. he walked with no one, just himself.

my leads tell me he has a lot of friends but is still a loner. no one knows his name, no one knows where he came from, but somehow he's already popular.

why does he choose to be by himself ?

༘♡

the next few days i realized each time i play that specific song and am roaming the halls, i see him. this caused him to be on my mind for two weeks after that straight.

i finally caved in and asked gisella for his name. ezekiel it was. he popped up in my head frequently, and enough was enough. i couldn't stand one more dream with him nor thought.

gisella:
girl i can put you on
let me ask my boyfriend

me:
really? thank youu!

gisella:
yeah np! <3
loll he called you fine btw when he saw you. aww already off to a good start!

i smile to that message. something about ezekiel was driving me insane. i needed him. i needed him in my grasp.

zeke added you as a friend!

i rush to my phone to accept the friend request, not even opening gisella's messages. i give it a bit for him to text me first. after five or so minutes, he still did not text me so i rolled my eyes and decided to do it first.

that was something i never did. this better work out for me.

me:
hi

zeke:
hey

okay.. what now? what do i even say? all of a sudden i forgot how to initiate a conversation. this would be way easier if he just slid up on my story. i would be able to flirt a lot better.

i don't even know what he's into, what he likes, what to bring up, how to act?! oh my please help me. let's just be basic i guess

me:
wydd?

zeke:
taking care of my baby brother.
show me a pic of you to make sure ik u

oh fuck. like a snap? i have no makeup on and i'm in the most bummiest outfit ever! i rush over to my vanity, and start doing my makeup.. rushing but still perfecting it.

i then find a tube top in my wardrobe, putting it on not giving a fuck that is was in my spiderman pajamas still. he won't be seeing that anyways. just my upper half. i then take several snaps, trying to pose for the right one.

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