DON'T BE A FOOL | s.m

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I shut  my MacBook, took the last sip of my coffee, and stretched. It had been a long night, but I had finally finished my paper for my International Dispute Settlement class. I had worked all night on it, and boy did I feel satisfied. I checked my phone, it was 5 am on a Friday morning. I had like two hours to get some rest, before my first class for the following morning. It was still pretty dark outside. Dark and beautiful. I sighed as I looked out my window. I didn't want to leave this place, but my family was calling me home for Thanksgiving.

Just then the lock turned and I glanced in the direction of the door. It was my roommate Peyton. I heard the sound of her giggling-whispering as she entered the room with her  boyfriend Kyle. They were drunk and so in love. They shut the door behind them, and Peyton stood with her back to the door as she kissed Kyle. Then she giggled as Kyle kissed her left  ear  and whispered something sickeningly  cheesy in it. Don't  ask me what. Trust me you do not want to know. He proceeded to stick his lips to her neck and I just rolled my eyes. Lovers always made me roll my eyes.

After witnessing their makeout session and holding back the urge to puke,  I cleared my throat. They turned around and stopped immediately. Kyle understood my indication, lifted her up and made her sit on her bed, which made laugh her drunk laugh again.

"Kyle you cutie. I love you."

"I love you too Peypey. "

"Must  you go?" She said,  showcasing her classic puppy dog eyes and holding his hands.

"Yes he must," I said, walking up to them and looking Peyton in the eye, assertively. Then I turned to Kyle , "thank  you for bringing her back safely and being so responsible. I will take care of her from here on. Have a good night," I added sternly.

"Jeez Harmony. Quit being such  a mom," Peyton whined , "please let him stay. I don't want him to go. I want  him to be here  with me and I want to have lots of sex with him."

"As thrilling as your lovemaking plans sound, its against  the housing rules. We have interhouse mixing curfews, so if you want a clean  record, its best that you," I said pointing at Peyton, "go to sleep. And as for you young man, be gone. We'll see you again in four hours. That way, none of us will have broken any rules."

"Yes ma'am," Kyle chuckled and winked at both of us and left.

I got up and started getting ready for bed. I wanted to crash real badly. It had been a long night. But all my due submissions were complete  and I could relax a bit.

"You won't believe. I had the most amazing night!" Peyton squealed.

For someone who was out drinking all night, she did have a lot of energy.

"Go to sleep Peyton. You're drunk. You need rest."

"But I'm not getting any sleep. Come sit with me. Let's talk," she said, sitting straight up on her bed and patting a spot next to her on  the bed.

"Peyton please let me-"

"Look at the stars. They're so beautiful." Giving up, I took the spot next  to Peyton.
Adjacent to Peyton 's bed was another window and we could see everything. The night sky was still embedded with a crescent moon and little stars. It was clear and very windy. We could see brief silhouttes  of trees without any leaves. Winter was on its way.

"You know we just sat there and watched the stars. It was so cute. Just me and Kyle under the stellar beauty of the universe."

"Just sat there? That sounds a little unbelievable. I'm pretty sure you'll hooked up."

"No. No. We sat there, all tipsy. And then he began singing to me."

"Really, what did he sing?"

" A Shawn Mendes song. It's called Never Be Alone. It goes like take a piece of my heart, and make it all your own. For when we are apart, you'll never be alone," Peyton began to sing,  putting both her hands to her chest.