❣︎𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 12❣︎

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My alarm blared in my ear. I jumped up, rubbing my head again. I sighed, climbing out of bed. I heard footsteps in the kitchen and froze. Was there a robber? A murderer?

I smacked my head. I remembered that Hamzah was staying here. Hamzah was staying here. Oh my god. I kissed Hamzah. My stomach did a flip. I quickly got up and grabbed my packed bag, setting it next to my door. I grabbed the outfit I had laid out for the day today and quickly put it on, throwing on some light makeup and earrings.

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I took a deep breath and opened my door, dragging my bag with me. Hamzah was sitting on a barstool, on his phone.

"You ready?" He asked. I smiled and nodded. We left the house, and I quickly locked the door behind me as I climbed into the passenger seat of Hamzahs car. His car smelled like him, fresh laundry and pine needles (idk i'm just making this up lol). He started the engine and pulled out of the driveway.

"Where do you wanna get breakfast?" He asked. I shrugged.

"We could just stop at a Starbucks or something."

"Sounds like a plan," He said. I smiled and pulled out my phone, checking my tiktok. Obviously my tiktok with Hamzah had blown up with questions. I laughed to myself.

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