Three weeks.
School is as boring as ever. I'm just 15 minutes away from him right now, God. Just one more week.
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Mikey♥: Only 15 minutes away...
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He read my mind... Oh, sweet irony.
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11:15 p.m
I got up from bed and put on some black skinny jeans I left on my white tank top and put on my converse. Their house was a block away from mine, I went downstairs and grabbed my keys, my phone was in my back pocket, I left the house without making noise, so I wouldn't wake up my sister. I started walking and only stopped when I was in front of their gate.
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Me: I'm outside, come open the door.
Lukey: Why the fuck r u outside?
Me: I don't know, just open the door please.
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"Are you ok?" He asked from the door.
"Yeah I just feel alone at home, and I thought if I came here I'd feel less lonely." I said.
Luke was only in boxers.
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Calum: Why the actual fuck are you outside?
Calum: Don't you dare ignore me!
Me: Why did I give you my number again?
Calum: Because you don't hate me as much as you make it seem.
Me: Believe me, I do!
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"I'll give you four options." Luke said. "You can sleep with me, Calum, on the floor, or in Michael's room."
"I'll sleep in Michael's room."
I went upstairs and into Michael's room. I went to his wardrobe and took out a sweatshirt, I took off my tank top and put on his sweatshirt, I took off my converse and skinny jeans and got in bed. His pillow smelled like his hair, his pillow has his perfume's smell. I miss his smell, I miss hugging him, I miss him.
"I like you."
His voice, what he said, it never left my mind, 'I like you'. I miss him, so much, I can't stand being away from a guy I met a month ago... It's so weird, how I feel about him, I've known Calum basically all my life, we were friends once, from kinder garden to year six me and him were best friends, then slowly I shut him out I built up a wall, and Michael went through it better than Calum, I've known Calum for 15 years now, and I don't consider him my friend, but Michael is a friend, maybe more than that. I miss hiss colorful hair, I miss his little fingers, I miss him with his combat boots, I miss hugging him, I just miss him, I miss walking with him around.
I can't sleep tonight. I got up from his bed and went to his bathroom, he had a shelf full of hair colours, I washed my face and stared at the mirror for a while, then walked out, I went to a shelf with drawers and opened one of them, there was a notebook inside. I took it out and opened it.
