thirty seven.

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Mr cliche's
Misunderstandings..
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S E B A S T I A N's    M I N D

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THERE she was, so  fragile..so vulnerable. In that moment as the music consumed us, all i could see was her. Armani. I looked at her as she slept on the passenger seat of my car. It was getting late and she chugged three bottles of water so her slight intoxication had already faded, making everything seem so peaceful. I did miss her feistiness though. my car came to a halt as i looked ahead, parking outside of her home. It had just hit eleven. gently; i placed my hand on her thigh to shake her up. obviously, she swatted it away, rising from her slumber.

"even in your sleep, you abuse me"

I joked, Armani giving me a bored expression; rose and sat up looking around in the process.

"whatever, i'm home already?"

i smiled slightly, nodding my head while also checking her out of course.

Armani noticed this, then pushed my face away, but to my surprise a giggle followed. yes, thee Armani Wilson giggled. hearing this just made me smile even more.

"why you starin' at me like that, dummy?"

absentmindedly, i replied;

"Is'nt it obvious"

confusion evident on her dimly lit face under the roof of my dark car.

"what?, i still got throw up on my lip?"

i chuckled, shaking my head. 

"no-, actually, i still can't believe you threw up..do i disgust you that much, bunny?'

she rolled her eyes, smirking playfully before gathering her belongings.

"now you know i don't, corny..well not that much, anyways"

she leaned for the handle of the car, about to leave but i stopped her.

"hold on now..no goodbye smooch?"

she cackled. yes, Armani cackled.

"nice try buddy, you trynna kiss throw up lips"

I eyed her once more;

"so..what you're saying is, you WOULD kiss me if you had'nt thrown up"

That's when she brought her face close to mine, and i smelt it. not throw up, but a whole lotta sour patch kids from when i bought her snacks after our little popeyes session. i disrespectfully inhaled every inch of it. mentally of course.

"goodbye Sebastian, plus i already kissed you"

with that, she left ; like the wind. I shut my eyes briefly at the sound of my door shutting then watched from the window as she walked into her home. a sigh left my lips.

i see you, Mani..i see you.

That night i drove off, undid my tie amidst it. Letting the feeling i invited within me, take me. James Bay emitted through the speakers, making me grin ever so slightly.  pink lemonade. i reached for the volume, letting his voice rise with the beats of my heart. This..was bliss.

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The next morning, i did the usual, got ready for school, said bye to Rosa then picked up my buddies (the two dumbasses). Alex hopped in the front seat, Jayden at the back.

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