messages [big sean]

part one

jayda sat in her bedroom with her headphones on, blasting music, and her notebook laying on her thighs, trying to think of what to write.

she sighed, knowing that nothing would come to her mind for days, and paid attention to her phone instead. she scrolled through her instagram feed until she came across his face again. immediately, her eyes lit up and she felt different.

'jeez, even his face makes me nervous,' she thought.

her thumb hovered over his profile for a few moments before she clicked on it, and eventually made her way onto his dm page. she clicked on the empty box to fill it with words but again, her fingers hovered over the keys for a while before she exited the screen.

'he would never answer, so what's the point?'

she repeated this phrase to herself until eventually, she turned off her phone and laid down to go sleep, but still, the thought lingered in her mind.

what if he actually did answer?