Say You Love Me

Say You Love Me (3)

Dedicated to my favorite author ever in the whole world! John Green I friggin love you ❤ c:

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Chapter 3

Blake press the door bell and we heard large footsteps coming towards us and a large bam sound on the floor, and the door opened.

Gerald was half naked, his face had a purple bruise and he was holding a cigarette on his hand. He was blonde and he was an inch shorter than Blake.

"Wassup Bro! Blake wasn't last night AWESOME?!" He then hugged me tight.

He's drunk, he is definitely drunk. He smelled awful like someone died.

"What happened to you?!" Blake then grabbed on to Gerald.

Gerald then placed his head on Blake's shoulder and he didn't say a word.

"I wonder how he was even able to open the door" I sarcastically said.

Blake carried him inside.

"What the heck, there's no couch here nor a seat?" I looked around.

All I saw was just a small dirty floor, with a really cramp space filled with dirty and smelly clothes on the floor, and some booze at the edges.

"Has it always been like this?" I asked.

Blake went into Gerald's bedroom and placed him on his single bed.

 "I think he was smoking pot again." Blake said.

"He has drugs here?!" I shockingly said.

I mean I never seen drugs before but seriously why do people make it as a priority in their lives?! 

"Do you smoke pot?" I questioned Blake.

"Of course I don't." He shrugged.

The more I look at Blake do more I remember that time where he transferred to New York with his family at the middle of Summer in our 14 year old lives, I remembered I cried really hard as he was leaving already and we promised each other that our friendship will never fall apart, well here we are now together at last and I think our friendship is still ongoing?

"So where do you wanna go?" Blake asked.

"I don't know, but would it be okay to go to Starbucks for awhile?" I asked.

"Sure!" He agreed.

We went into the elevator, and there was a brunette girl who was wearing a really heavy outfit for the cold weather outside. Blake leaned on my side and started staring at the ring.

"You know what, what if we actually are married but we didn't know since we became drunk?" He said.

I took off the ring and started admiring it; I started looking at it carefully and saw a faint word on it that said 'Adaliz' is that the brand name of the ring?

"Look Blake there's a faint name on this ring!" I showed it to him.

He then checked his ring and it had the same name of my ring.

 "Adaliz? I think I've heard of it before." The girl blurted out.

We looked at her then she turned red from embarrassment. "I'm sorry if I'm butting in on your conversation but  I really just want to tell you that Adaliz is a jewelry store near Times Square." 

"Just near Times Square?" I asked

She nodded and as we reached to the ground floor we three stepped out.