lucy, i'm drunk

VIII

- see you again -
[ lucy's pov ]

i put my hair up in a ponytail as i look at myself in the mirror. the whole time i keep thinking of chris even though i probably dont cross his mind like how much he crosses mine.

i think about him all the time but i dont ever show my feelings. so much things are wrong about us and the more reason why i shouldnt like him just stacks up. i want to like him but at the same time i dont want to like him. its really confusing, but hey, whats more confusing than love?

my phone gets a notification. i walk towards it and check it then my heart skips a beat for a second as i see chris' name across the screen.

• Chris 🧸 : Hey, ill be at the basketball court so if you wanna come and have time you should swing over 🤷🏽‍♂️

i close my eyes then turn off my phone. fuck. fuck. fuck. i really dont aant to fall for him. thats the last thing i need. but i feel like if i fall for him im really good at lying. no one has to know.

i open my phone and reply to him.

• To Chris 🧸 : Yeah ill be there, see you in ten minutes

i close my phone and realize that its only ten am. i look horrible.

-

i walk inside the basketball court and i hear ball hitting the ground.

'okay, you're friends, he probably doesnt even like you. i mean hes nineteen, he could be your best guy friend you know, its not big of a dea-' my thoughts starts thinking then my thoughts got interrupted by him scaring me.

"You arrived." he smiles hugging me while i feel his sweat on my skin but i didnt mind it.

i nod at his sentence.

"to be honest i thought you wouldnt arrive because of tyson." he says hooping as i sit on the bench.

i laugh "nah, yeah he scary but damn... cant a girl and a boy just be friends?"

he looks at me and starts shaking his head "damn, friendzone..."

i roll my eyes "boyyy, you know you playing..." i hit his shoulder when he sat beside me on the bench.

he laughs "yeah... im playing..." he hits my shoulder with his shoulder.

i stand up and unexpectedly he throws me a ball and i catch it. "cmon, i wanna see you play"

i throw the ball back to him "i dont play"

he laughs "yeah i see, a midget cant play"

i was shook and my mouth opens wide open "umm... excuse me?"

"a five foot shorty cant play ball..." he stands up from the bench and starts playing himself.

"youre being such a bitch damn..." i say to him.

"cmon, then, lets play." he winks at me.

i run towards him and steal the ball. it was so hard because hes literally six foot five. i felt like i was playing against a dragon and i felt like a hobit.

when i stole the ball i shoot my shot.

chris started clapping his hands. "midget can hoop." he laughs.

"call me midget one more time chris, i fucking dare you..." i start tapping my right foot to the ground.

he licks his lips "midget."

i shake my head and i slowly start walking away from the court and he runs towards me "noo!!" he hugs me from the back.

i look down and smile "come on! i was just kidding..."

he puts his head against my neck as i get shivers. we stayed in that position for a good minute and he started kissing my neck. my heart started beating so fast while his hand went from my shoulder to my hips.

i turn around and i see his blue eyes. i put my hands on his jaw and he puts his forehead on mine. our lips were so close until an unknown man started shouting.

"Chris!!" a man points a gun at chris making me freeze.

"Look man, i dont have your stuff here." Chris says putting me at the back of him and he kept on holding my hand tightly.

"I need cocaine... I need it!! Tell me where you stack it!! I need it!!" the man starts crying.

"Look, i dont have it here right now, ill go get it for you rght now if you want it okay? You just gotta gove me the money..." Chris says going closer to the man.

"I dont have money..." the guy says.

"Look, just put the gun dow-" chris says trying to calm him down but he pulled the trigger.

i started shouting as the man ran away. chris fell down on the floor and started screaming from the pain.

he got shot on the arm. i started crying as i called 911.

"hello, what is your emergency?"

"my friend got shot on the arm, please hurry, hes bleeding so much." i cry and shiver as i tell them the street where we're at.

"okay, we will be there as soon as possible, just stay with your friend okay?"

-

i kneel on the ground and remove my tube top and wrap it around his arm to stop the bleeding because too much blood was going out. he started shouting so loud and i wipe his sweat off.

"baby look at me." i try to keep him awake because hes getting so pale and i dont want him to fade off.

he looks at me and i kiss his forehead then his lips.

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im so sorry, i like tea, dont mind me