{Colby's POV}
The swing swayed softly underneath me as I perched on it, my legs gently pushing against the ground whenever I slowed down completely. The playground was silent. The occasional tweet from a distant bird or the rustle of the tree leaves in the wind was the only sound that tickled my ears. Heavy smoke fell like a waterfall from my lips as I exhaled. I slowly bought the cigarette back up to my lips once again and breathed in. It was calming, feeling your lungs fill with the deadly substance. It was doing me no good, I knew that. But it numbed the pain.
Midnight. It was my favourite hour. Everything was asleep; lulled into oblivion by their own unique lullaby. And here I was. Wide awake, on a child's swing set in the middle of an empty park. But I didn't care. I took another puff of the cigarette, pushed against the ground again, bringing the swing back to its gentle swaying. It was a full moon, I noticed that immediately. As soon as the white circle appeared from behind the trees, I realised. I loved full moons. Everything felt still, just the way I liked it.
"E-excuse me."
My shoulders jerked slightly, my head swinging to the direction of the voice at lightning speed. There was a boy stood hesitantly next to the swing beside me, his hand holding the chain so tightly his knuckles were white. I raised my eyebrows at him, prompting him to continue.
"I-is anyone sitting t-there?" He stuttered, gesturing to the empty swing next to me. I rolled my eyes, bringing the cigarette to my lips, inhaling, exhaling, and then returning my focus to the boy.
"Does it look like there's anyone sat there?" I snapped. The boy stepped back a little, but soon sat down on the swing. He was staring at the ground, scuffing his trainers against the tarmac under is feet. I turned my head to face him properly, and I could almost see him withering under my gaze. He had sweet blonde hair, and that's all I could really tell about him in the darkness, but I could almost tell he had a pretty face. I turned back around, tearing my eyes of the boy and staring off into the distance. We sat in silence, neither of us really knowing what to do. Just as I breathed out another cloud of smoke from my lips, the blonde finally spoke up.
"W-why do you d-do that?" he asked, his eyes glued to the smoke dancing with the air.
"Why don't you?" I answered back, dropping the cigarette to the ground and grinding it with my foot to put it out.
"I-it's bad for y-you," the blonde whispered, fear radiating of him. It made me feel, almost bad.
"Why the hell would I care? What do you want anyway?" I asked, zipping up my jacket and standing up. It was getting cold and I wanted the warmth of my bed right now. The boy said nothing, just staring at the ground. I chuckled breathily, turning around and walking away.
"Y-you looked s-sad."
I turned back around. The boy was staring straight back at me, his hands clasped tightly around the chains of the swing. I slowly made my way back over to him, sitting back on the swing and sighing loudly.
"There's nothing the matter blondie," I lied, kicking the ground softly.
"I - I just wanted t-to make sure," he said softly, his eyes sliding up to meet mine. I tried to hold back at smile, I could feel my walls crumbling. His eyes. I could see them better now. They were bright blue, shining in the moonlight and it made my heart flutter.
"Why the hell are you even out at this time?" I asked, moving my legs so the swing would go back to its gentle swaying motion.
"Couldn't sleep," the blonde shrugged. I nodded understandingly. That's exactly why I was here. After a while of silence, I swivelled around so I was facing him.
"I'm colby, by the way," I smirked, placing my hand out for him to shake. He placed his soft hand into mine, his cheeks flaring red as he did so.
"Sam. My names Sam."Hey, sorry this is so bad. I got a lot going on at the moment and I hate to say it but writing can't be my priority. If I miss a week and there's no chapter I'm sorry. I will explain what's happening soon but for now I'm really sorry, try and enjoy this bad chapter :(
