— "The Xbox keeps crashing." Bella looked at me and sighed.
"Soo... I'm not actually sure what we're gonna do all night, if we're gonna be honest. My house is kind of boring... video games is all we do." Gus smiled. "It's cool, we can find something to do."
"Oh my gosh, can we color?" I looked at Bell. She didn't. "Yes. We can." Gus said. I looked at him, just staring for a few seconds. He looked at me, and I smiled. He winked at me, then followed my sister to go get some coloring books.
Bella's always been really... artistic? Yeah, she's really amazing at that stuff. She colors for fun, so it's actually really amazing that a basically famous rapper is spending the night at my house and is now about to color with my sister.
When they came back, Bella had an adult coloring book, like one where it's designs and stuff in it, and Gus had a My Little Pony coloring book in his hand, and I couldn't help but laugh. "What is that?"
"They're ponies! Look, there's rainbow dash and fluttershy, and this one who is really annoying and always kicks apples off of trees." I stared at him in amazement. It was almost mesmerizing how he just knew that off the top of his head. I sighed before laughing, then sat at the coffee table.
I had my elbows placed on the table and my fists on my cheeks as I watched Gus color rainbow dash. "She's my favorite, I think she might be gay or something, but she's still super good and her hair is cool too." Bella responded, and they seemed to have a conversation about it. I was staring at him coloring, and I all of sudden felt a rush of anxiety and stress hit me.
I laid my arms on the table normally, but then I got up and walked into my room. "Luca? Are you okay?" I turned back and looked at Bell, but then I twitched and nodded. "I just need to lay down. I'm fine."
*CONTENT WARNING; drugs will be used in this part of the story, if you don't like that then please skip this chapter.*
I sat on my bed, then opened the drawer on my bedside table. The first bad things you could think of were in there; Xanax, purple lean, weed. Not stuff you'd think I do, but sadly, we all have our hidden, messed up features. I picked up my pill bottle full of Xanax, then stared at it for a few minutes. I picked up the lean, then popped three Xanax and washed it down with lean.
I laid on the bed and immediately felt the drugs take effect. I closed my eyes, then opened them lazily, smiling. I shut my drawer and stared at the ceiling.
I closed my eyes then opened them slowly. It felt like I was staring at the ceiling for minutes, but eventually Gus knocked on my door, asking if he could come in. "Yeah, you're good." My nerves had been calmed down by 1,000.
"You've been in here for a while, so I got worried. Me and Bella were watching a movie, but she fell asleep like 45 minutes ago, and the movie just ended."
"what time is it?"
"It's like, almost 4 am I think. You've been in here for hours." I still felt drowsy, and I knew my mom would be home soon. "Oh hahaaaaa, I'm like toootally fine." I lazily smiled, sitting up, my eyes barely open. "Are you okay? Are you high or something?" Gus laughed, but then my eyes widened. "What? No. Drugs are bad, they suck."
"Okay, that's a yes. Do you want some water? I'll get you some if you can't walk." I nodded, then thanked him. "I have water bottles on the top shelf of my book shelf over there if you could get one of those please." He nodded, then walked to get one, easily reaching the top to get me a water.
He handed it to me, then sat on the floor. "You can sit on my bed, you don't have to sit on the floor." He nodded then got up, sitting on my bed. "What'd you take?" I sighed and nodded towards my drawer.
"Xanax washed down with lean."
"Holy shit, why the fuck would you do that? Do you feel okay?"
I nodded. "I just have anxiety and that's the only way I can cope." He nodded, then grabbed my hand, rubbing his thumb against my hand. "Don't do that. I do the same thing and I swear it's made me brain dead. You're pretty and smart and you're just having a rough time. Stop doing those." I nodded, not wanting him to let go of my hand.
I kept up, then he shut off the light. He took out his phone, then took a quick photo, but I was too tired to even disagree.
I laid on my bed, his hand still on mine. "I'm gonna let you go to bed, you seem tired." His grip on my hand loosened, so I squeezed it. "You can sleep in here." I closed my eyes. "Your mom?"
"I'm 19, I do what I want." He smiled, and I patted the spot next to me. "Right here." I smiled, and he took his shoes off before laying down. "Goodnight, Gus." I never let go of his hand. He kissed my forehead gently as I was falling asleep, letting out a quiet laugh. "Goodnight-."
Before he had even finished his goodnight, I was asleep, happily asleep.
Gus' pov
"Goodnight, pretty." I laid my head on the pillow when I realized that she was already asleep, yet her grip on my hand never loosened. I interlocked our fingers, then got out my phone. I started to mess with the photo that I took of her. She looked super cute, and so I shut off the light in hopes that she wouldn't see me take a picture.
I started to mess with it, adding hearts all around her head, and I couldn't help but post it. I knew she'd murder me when she saw it, but she'd hopefully be okay with it. She kept her hand on mine when I took it, which made it difficult to take a picture, but whatever, I still got one.
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user2: ew she looks all drugged out, tf did you do to her?
user3: oh my god, she's so pretty!
tracy: who's that? have her slide into my dm's, peep😏
lilpeep: no. @tracy
tracy: why not? we share, buddy.
lilpeep: not this time, that's all mine.🙃 @tracy
tracy: yeah yeah whatever.
user4: shes hot.
user5: score.
user6: i bet peep drugged her out to get sex
user7: LUCA? LEEP. #Leep
user8: #leep
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I rolled my eyes at the comments, then slowly drifted to sleep. People were shipping us, and that thought stayed in my head. It was a nice thought. I liked it. I liked her. She was nice, and she smells like happiness and angel dust. I'm just tired, I think.
