hailey chantel hilton.
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he gave me puppy eyes and was pleading like a child. i gave him a bitch face and hesitated.
"okay..." i say.
he scoot aside and turned on the small lamp beside him. i turned off the lights and laid beside him.
i slid out my phone from my pocket and texted loren.
lor😋💘
im staying @ joey's
u can go home
ok
just use protection, ok???
LOREN
teehee
jk
i luv u
gn
gn
i lop u too❤️
seen.
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i placed my phone on the nightstand, leaving it to charge.
i pulled the blanket then i felt someone's breath on the top my head and a pair of arms pulling me closer to the figure.
"mm" joey frowned quietly as i pushed his arms away.
i stayed quiet as i gave in and stopped pushing him away. he snuggled himself closer to me and didnt hesitate to let go.
silence fled around the room and i was starting to feel sleepy. my eyes were fluttering and i was getting to feel comfortable in joey's arms.
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-12.38am.
"h-hailey..." he spoke in a whispery voice.
"hailey...." he muttered again.
"yes?" i ask, groaning quietly.
"truth to be told..." he says. his voice didnt sound like he was still drunk. i turned my body and faced him as i felt two arms forcefully flipped me.
our eyes met and his eye color wasnt able to be seen.
"i was drunk..."
i listened carefully to what he said. damn i wanna sleep.
"until you came... "
"so you were sober all along?" i ask.
"mhm" he says.
"all i said and all i did, hailey... was all intentionally" he spoke, leaving me speechless.
"what the call?" i ask.
"i mean... the call is the reason youre here. i miss you, hailey"
