Neighbor Girl °finished°

Church Prime-8

TW: Self Harm reference and alcohol

I sat in my bed all covered up, texting people about our plans to visit Nick in America for his birthday.

Kira, Tommy, and I will all be there

Thanks for volunteering me big bro, really love it <3

I switched between my apps to get back on twitter, looking through retweets of Tommy announcement earlier today, seeing everyone freaking out. I tweeted out that I would be streaming in five and grabbed my non-gaming laptop and opened it up.

Earlier this year, I decided to buy a MacBook Pro, to do school work and stuff. I connected my microphone and plugged in my headset, opening twitch.

I hit start stream, watching the chat flood with hi's. I noticed some hello's from George, Tubbo, and Dream.

"Hello stream!" I smiled and turned on the LED lights and looked into the camera.

"Well, this is a chat stream, mostly to discuss Tommy's tweet today." I sighed and looked back at the chat, watching it being spammed with POGs.

"I think we all know what happened because Tommy is not very good at keeping secrets."

My phone buzzed with his text. I am too!

I shook my head and continued on with the stream, talking about today and answering everyone's questions.

Finally, it hit 2 hours of stream, which would be a good end of stream.

"Okay guys, one last question for now." I looked through the chat, eyeing a couple of questions, 'til I saw the one.

user56: How did you meet Tommy?

"That's a good question. I actually met Tommy through George! We started playing MineCraft together, and look where that got us."

I smiled and waved bye to the chat, before laying down to go to sleep.

A couple days later

"Kira." Someone shook me. I mumbled something and rolled over. I hadn't hung out with Tommy for a little bit, as I was forced to stay with my Mum to unpack everything.

"Kira!" I groaned and opened my eyes. "What the fuck do you want?" I looked in George's hand, which was holding my bags. "C'mon, we're flying to Texas."

I rolled my eyes and got out of bed, throwing on a beige sweater, some Nike pros, and some random pair of black shoes. I brushed my teeth and pulled my hair up, running out to the car holding my toiletries, phone, wallet, and keys.

I sat beside Tommy in the back while George drives, leaving us some time to talk before we got to the Gatwick Airport, with was a about half a mile away.

- - -

Once we go through security, we were seated on the plane, and George was complaining about the small seats. "These seats are too fucking small."

"Oh shut up, I'm 5'4" and they are perfectly fine. That's only 3 inches shorter."

I noticed Tommy hadn't said anything about the seats.

"See, Tommy's taller than you and he's not complaining."

"That's because he's using you as a fucking pillow!"

"Well y'know what fuck you, I can be his pillow anytime."

Tommy just laughed and looked at my phone, grabbing one of the AirPods out of the case to watch a movie with me.

- - -

After Tommy fell asleep on my shoulder halfway through Across the Universe, I took the earbud out of his ear and shut my phone off to drift into sleep.

"Hey, I was watching that." He mumbled.

"You were snoring." I whispered back and fell asleep, holding my phone and Tommy's hand.

- - -

When I woke up again, George was shaking Tommy awake so we could buckle for the landing. This flight was 10 hours long, so we were out for awhile.

The sky was painted with purple, pink, orange, and yellow, as the stars twinkled every so often, making it a lot cooler to be in the air.

Back in Brighton and in London, you couldn't see the stars. Then again, I could never get a look at them like this.

I looked over at George, him texting someone on discord, which left me to do something entertaining for the next half hour until we landed.

I checked my phone to find George posting a picture of us sleeping, loosely holding each others hand, with a nice ew 🤢 above it.

"Gogy, you're just jealous no one likes you."

He flipped me off.

Once we got off the plane and collected our luggage, I walked out to smell the fresh Dallas air.

I turned around to look at Tommy, who was waling ip behind me. I had taken off my sweater because it was pretty hot down here. All that was underneath it was a blink-182 t-shirt. Nothing important.

"The sky is so beautiful." I said, fumbling with the ring Tommy got me. "That's cause its not grey." He laughed, walking with me to Nick and Clay.

Once we made it over to them, I grabbed his hand, getting a strange feeling in my stomach. I looked around, watching everyone in the airport. A couple people were looking at me, but over all nothing too bad was happening.

Until I heard someone run up to me.

"Can I have your autograph?" the girl asked, holding one of my cds. "Of course." She was wearing my sweatshirt, and grinning ear to ear.

TW!

"Of course, I will stop for you George." I said, throwing the blade away. He pulled me in for a hug and held my head, whispering little things to make me feel better.
But I still have the memory of how to cut, I just feel better around Tommy.

I finished signing the girl's cd and took a picture with her, waving bye to her as she walked off happy as a clam.

If only she knew what the wonder of alcohol does.