It's 3:12 a.m and instead of being asleep, here I am talking to Drew on the phone. We've got school today, but it doesn't seem like we were going to sleep anytime soon. "What's wrong?" He breathed out. I closed my eyes and sighed "Nothing, okay?." Everything's wrong. "Blair, I know you. You're not like this, what's the problem?" You won't understand, no one does, so why bother?
"Blair?" He asked, my grip on my phone tightened and I sighed. "Yeah?" I don't know what's wrong with me, how could you? I heard a faint voice in the background and some movement. "I need to go now, I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" He was probably told to go to sleep. "You always do." I don't want to sleep, please don't sleep, keep talking to me. "I know. Blair?" Please tell me you're not going to sleep just yet. "I love you." No. You don't. "I love you too." I really do.
