I felt like I was in heaven, breathing in Leah's scent. She smelled a bit like old blood,coffee and mostly sweat. It was February, and cuddling wasn't a good idea with thick-ass blanket on top. I lifted the blanket off her chin,allowing her to breathe comfortably.
Maybe you could plant a kiss on her forehead?
I'm not going to. Even though I want to.
As she has a fucking boyfriend and is not sexually confused like me.
Still a peck wouldn't hurt,right?
I embraced myself to shift closer and tilted her head and out of nowhere, Leah's phone rang.
I quickly covered Leah with the blanket, to cover her ears and took her phone from the night stand.
It was rod.
Fucking cockblocker
That can't be applied to me as I wasn't a boy. I looked at the clock. It was 6 PM,
Must've called to settle a date. I shook myself out of the thoughts, and hit answer.
"Hello?" I struggled out, the word cut off by a series of coughs
"Leah,you sound weird,everything fine?"
Yup,everything was fine you piece of shit,until you called.
"Hello? Are you there?" Rod anxiously asked.
I tried to clear my throat as I spoke,
"So,what's up?
"Ummm," he chuckled nervously, "should we meet somewhere? Like a date?"
You've got to be kidding me,all these years,they never went out?!. Wow. Just wow.
"Yep surely , I think 7:30 would be fine." I spoke.
"Okay,see ya!" Rod nearly screamed into the phone,causing Leah to stir.
I hung up the phone,placed it on the nightstand, and gently shook Leah up.
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ANNE
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