"Hey. Still awake?"
His message popped on my phone screen. It was 5am and I couldn't sleep, no matter what. Maybe I was nervous. College, my family constantly demanding 100% of me, responsibilities and, yeah, that's a lot on a young adult's back.
"Yeah. Idk, just can't sleep at all."
"Do you wanna go to the hills see the sunset?"
I looked at my window. It was still a bit dark, but I suppose the sun will be up in about 30 minutes, maybe. It was enough time, actually.
"Lol do you even ask? See you in 15 minutes. Meet me at the ice cream shop?"
"See you there."
Okay, a little update about this guy and I. His name is Peter, and we've been friends for a couple of years now. Two years ago he came up to me and asked about my Arctic Monkeys t-shirt, because he liked the band as well. I know it's cliché, but maybe that was the moment we both clicked. We started texting and talking all day, every day. From morning to noon. We were basically best friends at the moment, having breakfast together, sitting next to each other in class and even listening to the same songs (yeah, we shared our earphones sometimes).
The day was kinda cold. I put on my pair of black ripped jeans and a black tank top. We were gonna escalate a hill, after all. Silently, I took my keys and went downstairs. Opened the door and a cold wind ran right through my face. Great. Put my bike outside, turned my headphones on and played my favorite song at the moment.
Why you gotta hug me
Like that every time you see me?
Why you always making me laugh
Swear you're catching feelings
I loved you from the start
So it breaks my heart
When you say I'm just a friend to you
'Cause friends don't do the things we do
Everybody knows you love me too
Tryna be careful with the words I use
I say it 'cause I'm dying to
I'm so much more than just a friend to you
Mmm, mmm, mmm
When there's other people around
You never wanna kiss me
You tell me it's too late to hang out
Then you say you miss me...
Yeah, maybe we should change it. Just for now, at least.
He was already at the ice cream shop when I arrived. And ah, how I missed that sweet smile.
But then, one day, we were alone at school. I mean, not alone alone, but all of our friends went home early. It was one day before our PSATs and, I should mention, cold as shit. At 5pm I received a message from him, asking me to go to the 4th floor. And there he was, shaking, white as snow, but with a smirk on his face. I knew what was coming. We've talked about it a few days before. It was the perfect day, with perfect factors. So we... did it. No details required.
"Brought the camera, so we can take some cute pics."
"Arabella, you're perfect."
Yeah, since that day, when I told him "Arabella" was my favorite song from A.M., he started calling me that. It was a low-key cute nickname, so I let him.
