Colours speak

07

Sunday
Should be called sundaze instead. It's the day where I do nothing and just walk around dazed. AKA day that you spend trying to not think about the horror of Monday.

This particular Sunday I was being extra lazy. At 10 in the morning I was still in bed scrolling through buzz feed, and YouTube and everything that I could momentarily scroll through as an excuse to not get out of bed.
I pretend to be asleep when Ian knocks on the door. But then I feel something cardboard hit me.
What the hell was that.
Holy shit it's a box of fruit loops.
Ian your a goddess.

I open the box gleefully. I'm hungry af.

'deep breaths' come on Harper you can't do anything that'll result in you going to jail ' breath in' ' breath out'

"IAN FUCK YOU FUCK YOUR ENTIRE LIFE, I HATE YOU YOU FUCKING IDIOT DIEEEEEE"
I throw the empty box at the door.
He's lucky I'm too lazy to get out of bed.

Ping
My phone chimes.

Aaron- hey

He respects my food unlike someone so

Me: hey
Aaron- I was doing just fine before I met you

Yeah right. Like I'm gonna fall for that. Nah boy and you can't 'closer' me.

Me: yeah I think so too
Aaron: drank too much and that's an issue
Me: what kind? butterbeer or normal beer?
Aaron: tell your friends it was nice to meet them

Lmao he's changing lyrics so fast.

Aaron:but I hope I never see them again
Me: omg yes Ian is such a bitch

Aaron: I know that it breaks your heart
Me: duh he steals my fruit loops like EVERY MORNING

Aaron: 😂😂😂😂😂
Aaron: I'm done

Me: so no Rover?
Aaron: no Rover
Me: *disappointed face*

Aaron: would meeting up at whipped today round 6 make your frown turn upside down?
Me: subtle
Aaron: lmao, but their shakes are wicked.
Me: .................
Me: thinking
Me:........Still thinking..........
Aaron: if you don't come I'm gonna drink a swell shake by myself 😏
Me: Urgh deal
Aaron: 😎
Me: BRING YOUR SKETCHBOOK OTHERWISE IM WALKING RIGHT OUT.
Aaron: 😈 will you still walkout if I offer to buy you a shake?
Aaron: *audio message*

What's that?

" MY MILKSHAKE BRINGS ALL THE GIRLS TO THE YARD! DAMN RIGHT MINES BETTER
THAN YOURS"

I drop my phone.
I'm done man. So done

*******

Sunday afternoon 17:50
I'm lazily watching tv when I realise what time it is.I groan in annoyance.
Honestly I'm too bored to even move.

" why do you sound like a constipated duck?"
" cause I'm supposed to go to Whipped at six but I'm fucking bored"
" ooh someone's got a date"
I roll my eyes at him.
" let me guess Aaron's gonna be there"
I throw a pillow at him
" you've got two choices, one- you go and meet him. Two- stay here and I'll give you hell"
" some choice " I mutter as I go to my room to put some warmer clothes on.
After getting into a blue hoodie over my tank top, I grab my phone and walk to the door, only to see Ian right there with his jacket on.
I raise my eyebrow at him.
" what?" He says with an innocent look on his face. " I'll just grab a smoothie and go, it's not like I'll disturb you guys"
I scoff.
"So phone check? Wallet check? Condoms? "
" what the hell"
" so hes not going to get lucky tonight?"
Ian smirks.
" we are going to drink smoothies"
I roll my eyes.
" well it could be a banana smoothie for all I know" he says earning a jab from me.