Behind The Camera // a.frangipane e.nestor

[4] Thoughts (FILTER)

ASHLEY

"So um.. I'll stay on the right you stay on the left?" Ethan blushed.

Damn, he is the most adorable person on this planet.

"S-Sure.." I suddenly stuttered.

I covered myself under the covers, laying closest to the left side of the bed.

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I rubbed my eyes, immediatly feeling strong arms around me.

I panicked, scared that I brought a random guy home, but then remembering that I slept in Ethan's room.

Blushing, I gently lifted myself out of Ethan's embrace and left the house.

I changed out of my sleepwear once I reached next door.

Catching a glimspe out of the corner of my eye, I saw the time.

6:03 AM

I quickly grabbed my guitar, scanning the house for a room to record. 

I eventually found a small un-painted room near the back of the house.

It had a small sofa with a white sheet spread over it like in the cliché horror movies.

I set the guitar down against the sofa before heading to a bathroom I already set up before I spent the night next door.

Just thinking about the blue boy next door made my chest tighten.

He was just so adorable inside and out. I already knew that Ethan and I could get along great! I hope at least.

I finally got situated with my appearance while getting frustrated that I decided to pack a slightly empty toothpaste bottle, so I just popped a mint in my mouth.

I quickly chewed the mint while setting a camera in front of the sofa I set my guitar next to.

I pressed record on the camera before strumming a few chords on the guitar.

I don't like them innocent

I don't want no face fresh

Want them wearing leather
Begging, let me be your taste
test

I like the sad eyes, bad guys
Mouth full of white lies
Kiss me in the corridor,
But quick to tell me goodbye

You say that you're no good for me

Cause I'm always tugging at your sleeve

And I swear I hate you when you leave
But I like it anyway

My ghost
Where'd you go?

I can't find you in the body sleeping next to me

My ghost
Where'd you go?
What happened to the soul that you used to be?

You're a "Rolling Stone" boy

"Never sleep alone" boy

"Got a million numbers
And they're filling up your phone", boy

I'm off the deep end, sleeping