- Lesbehonest. h.e.s -

-9. satan's asshole-

   "Samira! Get out now! It's urgent! " My moms voice booms through my room as a pillow hits me, making me jump up with wide eyes in panic.

"Mom wha-what happened?" I breath, now fully awake as she looks down at me.

"Take the trash out," She says sternly as I deadpan.

"Mommmmmm." I whine falling back into the comfort of my sheets as irritation takes over my body. "Did you really just wake me up out of this really good dream to take out the trash? Couldn't you just wait till' I got up?"

"Are you arguing with me? Are you cursing at me-" She gasps getting all offended like she always does.

"No. No."

  "You better not be. And besides, it's two p.m. You needed to be woken up somehow." She laughs walking towards the door. "But I'm not kidding. That trash better be outta this house by the time I'm done making lunch," is what she says before slamming my door.

I lay back down curling back into my sheets before hearing, "don't you think about it" from down the hall before I yell "I'm up, I'm up."

My phone notifies me that I've got a text, making me rub my eyes a bit and turning my phone over.

90 missed texts from Banana boy

12 missed FaceTime calls from Banana boy

Snapchat: (23) from organic.guacamole

A small smile breaks out on my face reading his snapchat name. What a dork.

Harry and I have been FaceTiming everyday since I got here. And this usually happens when I don't pick up a call. Half of the time I'm asleep.

I text him telling him I had just gotten up. Of course, he proceeds to FaceTime me. I decline and tell him I look like satan's asshole and I'd rather not FaceTime.

Banana Boy: Shutup. I wanna see you.

He calls again making me let out a sigh of frustration because of how stubborn this boy is. I answer it but pull the ugly kid card showing only my forehead and ceiling.

"Wassup," I say casually.

"Sammie-" Harry breaths out about to lecture me on some real corny shit but I cut him off.

"No. This is Patrick." I groan in a deep voice as he blinks and proceeds with his lecture.

"Listen-"

"-to the sound from deep within.
It's only beginning to find release." I sing with passion. I take a deep breath, ready to sing my heart out.

"Oh god-"

"OH THE TIME HAS COME FOR MY DREAMS TO BE HEARD THEY WILL NOT BE PUSHED ASIDE A TURNED INTO YOUR OWN ALL CUZ YOU WON'T LISTEN OHHHHHHHHH LISTEN"

He begins to clap while yelping a few "yes girl" s here and there making us both laugh at how ridiculous we were being.

"But really. Show your face. Please?" he pleads as our laughs die down.

"Why? So you can jerk off to it?"

"Maybe," He grins as I roll my eyes and sit up a bit.

"Harry. I look like trash. It'd be like jerkin off to the grinch's ball sake. I don't think you wanna jerk off to tha-"

"Sammie just shutup and show your beautiful face. We both know you're gorgeous, you sexy muthafucker," He cuts me off making me finally tilt my camera up to my face, giving him a small finger wiggling wave as he smiles widely.