Chapter 6

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"Please read it and come back to me." Mrs. Hughes says before I close the door shut, looking at this envelope in my hands, not even looking up to see where I was going. I knew where to stop for corners and when a person was walking towards me but didn't want to move. I've been here that long. I stop outside my dorm, unlocking my door and walk in, kicking it closed with my foot. I gently lay the keys where I always put them, sitting on my swingy computer chair. I don't move my eyes from the messy writing in the middle of the white folded paper in my hands. I bet to myself if I should open it. I know it's going to be dripping of anger and disgust. I open it, setting the envelope on the desk beside me very slowly as I begin reading immediately.

To Luke,

I never heard someone so excited to write to me *sarcasm*. I seem like a douche to everyone else when I tell them about myself. Oh, as in I like the colour blue and you like red as in oxygen and carbon dioxide in the body. You're nice with your words. I like that paragraph. I stared out the window for a veryyyyy long time and I couldn't see the stars. That's the best thing about the world is the stars and I don't care if you think I'm cringy or whatever. You rant a lot which isn't a bad thing. I like reading about what people rant on about, even if the don't even notice that they're doing it. You don't have a bland personality. By what you told me, I like you already. Does that mean I have a spicy personality? lol, that's totally wrong. Ehm, I was thinking about putting this in here too because you might want to know. Well, you are writing to a randomer that you have no idea what I even look like so here I go. I have hazelish eyes, idk. Brown but mostly green. No. Green but mostly brown? Idk, well hazel lets just say. I have light brown hair that I use to straighten with my red straightener, Nicky. Yeah, it was the bomb. I stopped straightening it, don't worry. It's all curly and messy now so ew. I'm around six foot tall so I hope you are taller than me because I hate being the taller one. I was diagnosed with depression at the age of thirteen. And last, I haven't had a boyfriend in years so I'm #lonerforlife *crying face*. I'm listening to Panic! at the Disco, Nicotine. They are the bombbbb. Well, if no one ever asks you that question and I'm the first one to ask it, can you give me an answer? *hopeful face*
Okay, I tried writing that out as accurate as the last one as I can. I don't know why you didn't get it but it had a funny sentence in there but I forget what it was but I know it's funny because I remember laughing at it for a good half hour that day. It was priceless and I bet it was something dry anyways lol. oops.

"If this room was burning, I wouldn't of even notice because you've been taking up my mind with your little white lies, your little white lies." 1D is off the hooook. Okay, imma stop now.

P.s Your question is "help me"? help you with what? I'll help.

loveeeee Ashton x

Question; superpower? soz lol nah #soznotsoz

I sigh, leaning back in my chair. He sounds very cheery, unlike me. I don't know why he's this cheery when he's in here. I swing side to side, the odd squeak leaking into my ears. I kick off my shoes, kicking them across the opposite side of my small dorm. I wanted to read the funny sentence in his other letter as I'd love some laughter night now. I scan through the letter again, rereading some lines.

I grab paper and a pen from the corner of the desk and write, "To Ashton" on the top. I want to apologise for making him write the letter out again but I don't know how to put it. I just begin writing anyways.

I finish writing, an ache forming in my hand. I put the pen down, rubbing the inside of my hand. I start rereading my letter, seeing if I can pinpoint any mistakes or things I could change. I finish, scribbling out a line or two and rephrasing them into something better. I lick the envelope and stick it shut, leaving it on top of my wooden desk, being ready to be delivered tomorrow.

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