ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰɪɴᴇ // 𝐦𝐠𝐜 - 𝐚𝐟𝐢

CIGARETTE 16

CIGARETTE 16

People walk in a quick pace on the busy street, lighter clothing adorn their bodies, the sun not making itself going unnoticed.

I watch through the coffee shop's big window beside my table. I can feel the difference from months ago, when I would sit on this very same seat, a paper cup between my cold hands and admire the grey street. Cold, white, grey. I used to compare how I feel to the way the street looked.

I can almost do this again. I feel brighter, warmer. Like the streets today. But not totally.

Today, I didn't wake up as happy. It's normal. We don't have to feel always happy. But I still can't put a finger on why I feel this way. I just feel a huge, heavy sadness on my chest. It almost brought tears to my eyes while I was getting ready in front of the mirror.

Pushing the feeling to the back of my mind, I met Ashton in the kitchen making breakfast. It brought a smile to my face.

Although, the sadness followed me throughout the day, the constant anxiety floating around me. I avoided all the mirrors I could find in my way. My own reflection is my biggest trigger for a breakdown.

The buzzing from my phone takes me away from my thoughts.

From:💞ash 💞
In one hour, I'm done. Chinese tonight?
5:02pm

I can't help but smile down at my phone.

Before I can finish typing a reply, a way too familiar voice speaks. I don't need to look to know who it is, and I feel my smile getting twice bigger. "Smile looks good on you."

I look up, my eyes meeting green. His smile is soft, his purple hair messy as always.

"Mikey." His name rolls off my tongue so easily.

"You should smile more." He tells me, after sitting on the chair across from me.

"I try my best." I shrug lightly, the corners of my lips tugged up in a small smile.

Soon, a conversation about college starts until he breaks the subject with an exciting tone.

"Oh my god, you won't believe it!" Michael exclaims. "Arctic Monkeys are coming to for a concert in Madison Square Garden in October."

His new caught me off guard and I don't believe what he's telling me.

"No way!"

"Yes!"

The feeling inside me is out of words. Knowing I might get the chance to see the band that I grew up with live, is so out of mind. It has always been something that in my head, would never be real.

"I was wondering if you wanted to come with me." I don't think about it twice, exclaiming a yes. I'm so emotional right now. It feels like a dream. "Good." He tells me. "Because I already bought us tickets."

"I'll pay you back for mine."

"No, you won't"

"But Michael-" I try to reason with him, but he only cuts me off.

"No buts Madi. It's a present from a friend to a friend. Please accept it or I'll be very mad at you."