song: heather by conan gray
bold: song lyrics
i still remember, third of december. me in your sweater. you said it looked better on me than it did you.
"we have a heater for a reason, why the fuck don't they use it?" i asked, rubbing my arms.
"why didn't you bring a hoodie?" my best friend, mattia asked.
"i just brought my coat. i thought they would
have the heat on," i replied.
"then you're a dumbass because you know they never have the heat on," he said, pulling his hoodie off and offering it to me.
"yes, but it's december 3rd and 10 degrees out," i said, taking the hoodie. i slipped it over my head and took in the smell of mattia's cologne.
"holy shit," he laughed, looking me up and down.
"what?"
"that is way too big on you."
"oh shut up, i know."
"no, it's cute," he smirked, looking down at me. i felt a blush rise to my cheeks. the bell rang, letting us know that it was time for first period.
"okay, um.. i'll give this back to you at the end of the day," i said, referring to the hoodie.
"nah, you keep it. it looks better on you than it does on me anyway. i'll see you later."
only if you knew how much i liked you. but, i watch your eyes as she walks by.
sitting at the lunch table, i watched as mattia's eyes followed her to her table. she was perfect. bright blue eyes, beautiful blonde hair, perfect body and adorable freckles.
what a sight for sore eyes. brighter than a blue sky. she's got you mesmerized, while i die.
"how is she still single?" mattia asked.
"who?" alejandro asked.
"heather," he replied. kairi looked up and over at me, knowing that i have a fat crush on mattia. he raised his eyebrows.
"you okay?" he mouthed. i nodded my head yes. i then looked at mattia, who was biting his lip.
why would you ever kiss me? i'm not even half as pretty.
"you should literally just go up to him and kiss him," kairi said over the phone.
"no fucking way kairi. he's probably just gonna be thinking of heather the whole time."
"shut up. he gave you his hoodie. not her."
you gave her your sweater. it's just polyester, but you like her better. i wish i were heather.
as i walked into school next to kairi, i caught a glimpse of what looked like heather wearing mattia's hoodie.
"hey guys," mattia said, walking over to us.
"is heather wearing your hoodie?" i asked. he furrowed his eyebrows.
"yeah?" he replied. i looked over at kairi and raised my eyebrows, reminding him of his words on the phone last night.
