Usain Bolt

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(Lexi POV)

After a couple of hours of complete and utter relaxation (Netflix+popcorn), i return to the thing i must love most in this world, my bed, sorry parents. But as I lay in my blankety womb of warmth my mind keeps flashing back to earlier today, me and Luke were so close, closer than we have been in years.
Probably the last time we were so close was at my brothers 12th birthday party, I was 11 and Luke was too (his birthday a couple of weeks after my brother's) there was a giant water fight and Luke, after tackling me to the floor, literally sat on top of me and shot me with the water pistol until it was empty and then he made a run for it... even at the age of eleven he was wise enough to run.
I miss the days it was acceptable to hug him without someone saying "ohhhhh someone's got a crush" or something along those lines, now it's just awkward no matter how hard i try for it not to be.

After switching my lava lamp on so the amber light was the only thing that lit the room, I decide to check up on tumblr and Twitter before I fall asleep,it's basically a routine now.
1. Get changed
2. Get in bed
3. Remember to brush teeth
4. Drag self out of bed to complete step 3
5. Return to bed
6. Try to find the warm spot you left
7. Endlessly scroll through social network sites
8. Wake up with phone stuck to face
Honestly this happens every night

Once tumblr was complete, I was ready to head to Twitter when I heard a few strums coming from next door. Being the nosey little shit I am I creep over to my brothers door and open it slightly. There I see Luke with a gorgeous acoustic guitar biting his lip ring whilst writing something down on a music sheet. My typically lazy af brother is sleeping in front of the TV again.
I stand there a while just listening to the song that Luke was forming and honestly it sounded incredible. If he could do this on his own I can't wait to see what the band can do.
As I turn to leave, the floor lets out a horrendous creak, why god why, and Luke's head snaps up just before I Usain Bolt sprint back to my room.
I'm just gonna stick to my normal routine from now on, that way none of this awkward stuff will even happen. Night

Authors note
Really sorry I haven't updated in a while but I've got some ideas coming through my thick skull and also help from an awesome person (😉😉 you know who you are) thank you so much for reading xx

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