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fay, your eyelids just fluttered. i know i wrote in the last letter that i'd be putting this stuff away but i feel like this has to be documented.
just after i finished the last letter, you mumbled something in your sleep.
i decided to start a new letter because writing a "p.s." would've been lame. but what do i know, these letters are all probably pretty lame, huh?
your parents haven't returned yet, and i feel selfish for saying it, but i don't want them to just yet. i wanna be the first face you see when you wake up.
to waste this time away until you wake up, let's see, i'll write down another memory.
oh, i remember when you called me up one day in july and begged me to meet you at burger king.
when i got there you were tapping your foot impatiently as i slowly got out of my car.
"sooo..why are we here?" i'd asked, because about a week before the burger-king-burger-eating-challenge-day we were at the beach when you told me you hated fast food restaurants.
instead of answering my question, you simply opened the door.
wordlessly, we stepped inside and i watched you order twenty hamburgers. (not those mini sliders, either, the full-size ones).
you paid for them, a serious amount of cash, almost one hundred dollars, and then sat down at a table waiting for them to be done.
"did you really just spend almost one hundred dollars on fast food? i thought you hated it!" i said to you with shock.
you tucked a piece of your strawberry blonde hair behind your ear and grinned at me. "i just got my monthly allowance, i was bored, sooo we are gonna have ourselves a burger eating contest! and you were obviously the first person i could think of because everyone else i know would call me a pig for scarfing down these burgers."
"hey, i'd totally call you a pig! in fact, you are such a pig! a really big pig! a burger-king-burger-loving pig!" i retorted, though I sounded like a whiny child who didn't mean it--which is probably why you laughed.
we finally got the burgers and sat down with them.
"ready?" you asked me as we both unwrapped our first burgers.
"pig," i muttered before taking my first bite.
oh, that was an absolutely amazing day. i can't believe you beat me 11 to 9.
you pig.
okay, forget the pig story. your eyes are seriously fluttering now, i gotta go.
you're waking up.
-z
YOU ARE READING
letters to fay // z.m.
Fiksi Penggemarthe love of zayn's life has just left him. what else does he have to do other than write her letter after letter? his greatest objective is to find her and find out why she left...but does he really want to do that? or will what he find scare him aw...
