Chapter 9

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Chapter 9: "Love when we talk, but I hate when we fight. Hold me accountable, I'll hold you tight."

Zions POV

It's 4pm on a Wednesday, and here I am laying in my bed, sad as hell. I miss Brandon. I shouldn't have walked out like that. I should've just explained why I felt the way I did instead of just expecting him to know.

"I'm tryna tell you I'm sorry."

He's not gonna wanna talk to me after I basically called him stupid, but it's worth a shot. It's only been about a day since our argument, no, disagreement, but I miss him. Had this been anyone else, is would've said fuck them and never apologized, but it's Brandon. My baby, my love.

I sighed and ran my hand over my face. School today was so awkward and depressing because me and Brandon are usually those two people that are always happy and just smiling but today we were both quiet and withdrawn. It was the worst 8 hours of my life.

Fuck it, I'm calling him.

I picked the phone up.

"Hey Siri. FaceTime Bumble Bee."

"Making a FaceTime call to "Bumble Bee🐝🥺❤️"

The phone rang about 2 times and then he picked up with his beanie over his eyes.

"Hey Z."

"Hey B."

We just started into each other's eyes.

"I'm sorry." We said at the same time.

We chuckled.

"You first." I said.

He situated the phone so I could see more of his upper body and it wasn't all in his face.

"I should've just listened to you, Z. I know what Jeff said was unforgivable, but it's hard to see him as someone who hates me. Or who I am, rather."

"B, I don't want you to see him as that. I just need you to know he's not your friend. He doesn't wanna see you succeed, and he sure as hell doesn't wanna see you happy if he judges you for being you."

"I know." He frowned.

"I just miss him, Z. Well the old him."

"It's okay to miss him. You just can't fall for his trap. I can't see you hurt."

"I wanna hug you right now."

"Be there in 10, do you want anything from the store?"

"Nope. Just bring your body. Specifically your dick. I heard make up sex is the best sex, next to angry sex."

"Mhmmmm. Be there in 7!"

I was half way out the door when he chuckled and said a rushed "I love you," then hung up.

*2 hours later*

"Mhm, B. I think you're right. Make up sex is pretty damn good."

He chuckled and buried his head in my chest. We were currently naked and cuddling because why not?

"Fuck, I missed you."

He peppered my face with kisses and we laughed. It's moments like this that make me fall in love all over again.

All was quiet until my phone rang. It was next to me on the bedside table so I picked it up and looked at the Caller ID.

"Neviah 360 🌐🤙🏽" It read.

"Wassup, Miles?"

"Hey, Z. You got a second?"

"Uh yeah, what's up? Brandon's here too, by the way."

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