promises || CZK

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it was the next day after zion and i's conversation, or argument to a sentimental talk.

he told me to call him today and i agreed. i mean, if someone who told you to stay out of their lives to call you the next day, would you pass that up? no ma'am.

i was sitting in class, taking notes, being a good student like i was when my phone started blowing up.

"um, miss eileen, your phone." mr buttinson told me. "oh, sorry sir. i'll check what's going on and shut it off." he nodded and continued doing his lesson.

zion
so, when you gonna call?
hello?
are you gonna answer?
i don't like being ignored.
hello?
HELLO?
have you forgotten about me or something?

i sighed and started to text him.

me
zion, have you forgot that i'm in college? getting an education? you can't text me while i'm in school. wait for me to text/call you first.

zion
well have you forgot that i have work too? what if i can't answer because i'm in the studio? or rehearsal? why are you being so selfish?

me? being selfish? i'm getting an education while he hasn't produced a song in weeks, hell, months maybe. all he does is party while i'm studying and actually learning something... but i'd have to let it go.

me
listen, i'm sorry. i'll call you if i get the chance.

zion
and if i don't pick up?

me
then you just don't.

zion
if i don't, then keep calling me until i do.

me
um... okay.
i'll call you later.

read 12:35 pm.

i shut my phone off and went back to lessons.

-

hours have passed and i finally made it back to my dorm.

i collapsed on my bed, thinking whether or whether not i shouldn't study and just take a nap.

that's when i shot up and remembered i had to call zion or else he'd get mad at me.

i called him once. no pick up. i called him again. and again. just like he said until he picked up.

"what?" he picked up the phone in an irritated manner.

"hey zion, how a-" "why did you keep calling me? i wasn't gonna pick up so you should've just stopped."

"uh-uh. zion, you said if you don't pick up the first time, then to keep calling until you do and-" "and stop! why are you so crazy?"

"i'm crazy? you're the- whatever, call me when you've calmed down." i was about to hang up when i heard something.

"wait, i'm sorry. i just have a lot of stuff going on especially with music and business and i'm just stressed. i'm sorry i said that to you." "oh... it's okay. just call me when you feel better." "wait, stay on the phone. let's chat." "um...okay."

i was dreading every sentence we shared with each other. i just wanted to get off the phone and talk to someone. I want to talk to justin! but if i mention him, he'd get jealous and mad.

sigh, what am i going to do with him?