lungs

part 34

"just stay a little." i begged.

"cross." he sighed and wined at the same time.

i sighed also and looked down as he was getting closer to the window, i don't want him to leave.

he shakes his head and pouts as he's about to step out of the the window.

he takes off his sweatshirt and throws it to me for me to catch.

i caught it. "you're favorite sweatshirt?" i said looking down at it while it was in my hands. "joey i can't."

he rested his hand on the frame of the window. "just take it baby."

baby

"fine." i gave in and put the sweatshirt on my bed.

he let out a soft smile and stepped out the window and onto the tree. i watched him climb down the tree and then he looked up at me.

he, as usual, solutes to me and smiles, "see ya, cross." he says from below.

i smile down at him. "later birlem." i said back to him, while saluting back.

as i was watching him walk back, i remembered something. "joey!" i yelled, hoping he would turn around, he did.

"yeah?" he said.

"are we still doing project for mr. skies." i asked him.

he nods. "yeah, i'll swing by tonight."

"what are you? tarzan?"

he laughed. "yeah. ou-ou-ah-ah!" he said, pretending to be a monkey.

i laughed and he left.

i close the window and lay down on my bed. i look at the sweatshirt and pick it up and bring it to my chest.

it has checkerboard print on the sleeves and red roses on top of the print. then, the whole sweatshirt is black.

i put it up to my nose and smell it, it smells just like him.

i wonder why it's his favorite sweatshirt. the roses maybe? i mean, he knows my favorite flower is a rose, so maybe it reminds him of me. or it's because it's a dope ass sweatshirt.

either one is good

my phone buzzes on my nightstand. i grab my phone and look at why it buzzed.

unknown
1:03
"hey"

me
1:04
"who's this?"

unknown
1:05
"jeremy. sorry, i forgot to say who i was, lol."

i set his number as "jeremy" for my contact for him.

me
1:07
"oh,well, hi."

jeremy
1:07
"u at ur house right?"

me
1:08
"yeah."

jeremy
1:09
"i'm with jacob, can we stop by and hang out wit chu?"

i pick up joeys sweatshirt and put it on. as i put it on, joeys scent goes through my nose again. his sweatshirt is so big but also warm at the same time.

me
1:11
"yeah sure, text me when you're near my house."
read

i turn off my phone and lay down back down. i put my hands in the pocket of the sweatshirt and feel a paper. i get the paper from the pocket and open it up.

there was words all over the paper in pencil.

"how's your day so far?" it said.

wait this sounds familiar

flashback

i feel a tap on my shoulder, i turn around to see joey holding a note. i take it from his hand and turn back around.

i open it up and read it. "how's your day so far?" it said. i look up from the note and look at mr. skies, making sure he won't see joey and i passing notes.

i pick up my pencil and answer his question. "good. jacob is in my first and mr. skies is kinda a perv." i wrote.

i folded up the note. i put my arm below the desk and behind me so joey could get it, also so mr. skies can't see us since he's right in front of us.

i hear him open the note and silently chuckled as he read my response.

he drops the note on the floor as he tried to give it to me. "shit!" he whispered yelled, saying it loud enough so that mr. skies caught attention.

my breathing hitched as mr. skies looked at us, it's the first day and i'm already getting into trouble.

"is there a problem, joseph?" asked mr. skies.

i look at joey and glare at him, hoping he doesn't say anything stupid. i watch as he reaches for the note and pick it up.

i gulp down my spit as he's about to speak. " Sorry, mr. skies. " he looks at me and then looks back at the teacher, "i was asking for a pencil."

mr. skies looked at him and i, "next time just ask, mr. birlem." he said continuing the lesson. i look back at joey and giggle as he does too.

end of flashback

he kept the note that we were passing around on my first day of school. he must've put it in his pocket when he picked it up.

those butterflies in my stomach come again, and this time without joey around. i smile but there's really nothing to smile about except for the fact that i have butterflies just because i saw a note.

it's weird how i came to new york and never thought i would meet someone like joey. someone that's so understanding and caring of you.

he's such an amazing person and he has that personality that you really can't find nowadays.

ding

i look at my phone

jeremy
1:21
"we're here."

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i'm back bbys🧡