ecstasy // willne x imallexx au

xliii

alex - 14th november 2018

i awoke to the feeling of a cold and empty bed. the hairs on my arm pricked up like barbed wire in disgust at the icy touch of the sheets. i drew my hand back under the duvet and hugged it to my chest in an attempt to regain the enveloping warmth.

no sounds came from the kitchen. there was no faint radio chatter, or any of will's shit rap, or even any of the 80s music he listened to which he thought i didn't know about. you have no secrets from me mr lenney, you should know that by now.

i desperately didn't feel like getting out of bed. my clumsy hand scrabbled around on the bedside table for my phone, still bleary eyed and almost completely concealed below the covers. the light made me flinch, and as i dragged the brightness down as low as possible, a text came through.

the cube🥰

awake yet sleepyhead? XX

only just

where r u?💖

hmmm

i'm lost

u idiot

where

iN yOuR eYeS🤪🤪🥳😎😀🥰

i'm not in the mood for
comedy it is 9am😡😡😡

also disgusting emojis

also fr where r u poohead

patience is a verchoo bby

did you mean virtue

shut up u know i just scraped
through with a c in english

i rolled out of bed, my feet recoiling at the frozen feeling of the wooden floor. a sharp pain shot through my side all of a sudden, and my mind was shocked back into the events of last night.

a bar fight had started. and i wouldn't directly tell this to anyone since i wouldn't consider myself a vain or particularly self-interested person, but it had been over me.

all i was doing was getting another drink. i'd been separate from will for a maximum of five minutes, and a large, chiselled but not extraordinarily good looking man, sidled up beside me and smiled at the bar tender, flashing a credit card in his direction.

"this one's on me love," he winked.

i edged away uncomfortably, gingerly taking the drink by the stem of the glass. "i, er... i have a—"

"boyfriend? of course you do."

"i should..." i was struggling with my words, when will came to the rescue. my knight in shining armour — as always. he snaked an arm around my waist and kissed my cheek.

"got that drink baby?" will asked. it was impossible to tell whether he was aware of the man hitting on me, due to his almost drunken state. the guy looked at will in disgust, snatching his credit card back from the bar tender.