needle | e'dawn

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hi babes,
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all of you make me the softest bih
i love u all
thank u so so so much for reading!
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love,
britt
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when i wake up i immediately look for my phone. i catch myself checking messages straight away, it's concerning at this point. at least i didnt get dissapointed this time as the notification of a new message appeared on my homescreen.

1 new message
from hyojong

hyojong
should i pick u up from school?

i let out another big sigh.

me
i didn't go to school, i'm sick at home

i hit the send button and open instagram. i scroll through the stories and see hyojong posted one. i followed him a couple days ago when i saw his account pop up on my 'suggested' list. i click his icon and it opens.

"look at him being a smart ass!" a girl voice says. it's a video from hyojong walking around what looks like his college campus. he is carrying a big stack of school books. his girlfriend must have filmed that.

i feel a strong wave of annoyance wash over me, but why? i don't like him like that...

my phone buzzes again.

hyojong
can i come over maybe?

why not....

i tell him sure and get up from my bed. i don't bother to change from my pajamas and i don't feel like combing my hair. it's not like i have to look good for anyone.

i sit on the couch downstairs, waiting for hyojong to arrive. the doorbell rings not long after.

i open the door for him, stepping aside so he can come in. he looked pretty good. hyojong wore a red sweater and black baggy jeans, making him almost match perfectly with his car. ha ha.

"how are you feeling?" he asks me, sitting down on my spot on the couch.

i shrug, sitting down next to him. "a little better i guess."

he softly rubs my arm. "i hope you feel a little better soon." i gulp at the touch. why does my heart go crazy everytime i'm around him.

i manage to get out a smile, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. "thank you."

he chuckles as he lays his head on my shoulder, making his soft blonde hair fall infront of his eyes. "are you comfortable down there?" i ask him, too scared to move an inch at that point.

"i'm always comfortable when i'm with you."

i'm a little shocked by his words and i think he is also. he quietly apologizes and sits back up properly. i nod a little. "oh no it's okay."

he also nods, leaving us in a kinda akward silence. hyojongs ears slightly turn red and so does my face, i can feel it heat up.

why
does
he
make
me
feel
this
way
I
DONT
LIKE
HIM,
or is that what i'm trying to tell myself?