chapter eighty-one

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"i'm so tired, can we sleep?" colby throws his body onto his bed and i can't help but grin at him like a little girl. it's so nice to see him back in his bed.

"what? wanna fuck first?" his words shock me and i stumble backwards a little. luckily, i catch myself before he notices my unstable actions and i just roll my eyes before joining him on the bed. "you're the worst, you know?" i ask, a sweet smile plastered on my face. he giggles and i find myself staring, on accident of course.

"kiss me," he snaps me out of it, and i smile a little before connecting my lips to his.

"how do you feel?" i ask when i pull away from our kiss. i don't want to ruin the moment, but i can't ignore the things he said before he left. he said he is tired of living this life, and that's alarming to say the least. i feel the need to make sure he is okay, for my own sanity.

"i feel better after going home... i really just think this life is starting to tire me out..." he sighs and the mood in the air instantly changes. i hope we can have a conversation about this issue without one of us crying in the end.

"how can i help?" i ask, and i watch as his features twist into a guilty-looking grin. he must've already thought of ideas, and i'm almost less than enthused to find out what they are. of course i always want to help him feel better, but the way he looks at me gives me the feeling he has something sinister planned.

"move in with me." with that, my jaw is dropped. is he crazy? that's not how these things work is it? you don't date someone for a few months then move in with them alone, do you? although colby and i have never been traditional, i still don't think this is a spectacular idea.

"what?" i ask, shock evident in my voice. he smiles peacefully and i have to resist my natural urges to poke at his dimples. this is not the time for that, andromeda.

"you heard me," he shrugs as if he just suggested something simple, like going to the grocery store. he just asked me to move in with him, i don't know why he's being so nonchalant. "why?" i ask, not quite sure how to handle this conversation at this point.

"well, because i love you. and i wanna spend every day with you," he explains and i nod. "we already do that though," i point out the obvious and he grins at me again. why is he acting like a child? i want to kiss him but if he's actually serious about this, he's a little crazy.

"not alone. i don't like being in such a full house," he admits and i process his words. he is serious about this?

"i can't just move in with you!" i exclaim, making sure my voice is playful enough so that he won't feel offended by my words. i just can't leave everything i know behind and move in with him, but i guess he is my everything. even though i have friends, i know that in the end i want to be with colby. i'm a sucker for him, and i would do anything he wanted. i just have to think about this more steadily than i usually would. this is a big decision to make.

"why not?" he asks, sitting up completely and glueing his eyes on mine. the stare is harsh but kind at the same time, and i'm not sure if i mind it or not. "because! i'm young, you're young... we have lives and you have an obligation to do your job with sam and i just don't think-"

"we've lived together before, and i can still see sam and film with him. i'm not saying i want to quit, i just don't want to live around it all the time anymore," he explains and i nod. i hate that i'm actually considering this, because he's insane for thinking it's a good idea. for all i know, we could get into a huge fight and i wouldn't have anywhere to run. if i was alone with colby somewhere unfamiliar, i wouldn't have coreys room to run to when i need to get away.

"so is that a yes?" colby interrupts my thinking and i roll my eyes at him. "no!" i stick to my original answer, i can't let him convince me to do something so reckless. we are too young to be living together, but he isn't wrong about the fact that we've already done it. it wasn't on purpose when we lived in his apartment, though. that's different. it would be crazy if it was on purpose.

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