☀︎︎𝐻𝑎𝑚𝑧𝑎ℎ - 𝑆𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑙𝑦 ☀︎︎

❣︎𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 20❣︎

TIME SKIP TO THURSDAY

I woke up once again to the alarm blasting in my ear. I hopped out of bed. I grabbed my phone off my nightstand and got up to go get ready. I put on a nice outfit. I couldn't wait until friday. Hamzah was going to come over that night and then the night after we would go to literal nebraska to hang out with all of freakshow. I felt a nervous ball form in my stomach. I missed them so much, but I still got nervous meeting people for the first time in a while. I finished pulling on my sleeves and went to go brush my teeth.

I finished and hopped in the car, driving to school. The nervous ball lingered in my stomach the whole day.

I got home, buzzing with excitement. Hamzah would be coming over tomorrow. I sighed with happiness and threw my bag over the counter. I observed the house. Yeah, I needed to clean. My room was fine, but the kitchen and living room as well as outside and all the other rooms in the house were disastrous. I put my hair up, grabbed the supplies, and started cleaning.

When I finished, the house was sparkling. I smiled and made myself a coffee, sitting on the couch and watching my show. I grabbed my phone and decided to scroll through it. I had texted Hamzah this morning. I scrolled through tiktok and watched for half an hour, before I went to go check my other social medias. The Hamzah comments had calmed down, but still were all over my comment sections. I realized I hadn't posted in a while, and posted a tiktok on my spam of me lip syncing. I giggled and put my phone away. As my episode finished and the sky continued to darken, I decided to go to bed. The sooner today ends, the faster tomorrow begins. I climbed into bed, shooting Hamzah a quick goodnight text.

Me
gn💘
c u tmrw 😏

Hammie💕
goodnight ❤️
yes i finally get to see you 😭😭😭

Me
i'm soo excited

Hammie💕
me too
now go to sleep it's late

Me
fine goodnight

Hammie💕
goodnight princess 💘

I smiled and shut off my phone, plugging it in next to me. The blankets wrapped around my body.

Tomorrow.

My eyes slowly opened as I woke up. Then I realized what today was. I jumped out of bed. My stomach was jittery. A permanent smile was stuck on my face. Running to my bathroom, I quickly got ready for the day. I put on a short tank top with a gray oversized sweatshirt and sweatpants. After that, I put on some light makeup. Grabbing my phone off my nightstand, I walked into the living room. I realized I must have woken up before Hamzah, so I decided to text him.

Me
good morninggg

I went to instagram and checked my comments, then went to tiktok to check everything. Nothing big. I went to the freakshow groupchat to check if anyone had said anything yet. Claire and Chase were chatting about how excited they were, and I joined the conversation sharing my excitement. After a while, I had to go to school. I hopped into my car, still buzzing.

School felt as if it dragged on forever.  When the bell rung I practically ran out. I drove home a couple miles over the speed limit, and practically running towards my front door. I was about to burst from excitement. I hurried in and put my school things away, running around to make sure everything was clean. He wasn't coming until seven, so I had hours. I sighed and was about to text him before I realized he was already most likely on the road. This caused my stomach to erupt with butterflies again. I skipped over to the couch and quickly did my homework, writing lazily over the papers. Once I was done, I made myself a quick salad and another smoothie, sitting at the barstools on the kitchen island with my phone out. I texted with freakshow and a couple other friends for a while. I checked the clock. It was about four. I smiled and got up, going to sit on the couch. I sat down, turning on gossip girl and cuddling into a blanket. It was the only thing I could think of to calm my nerves. Hamzah would be here in only a couple of hours. I had seen him two weeks ago, which didn't seem like that much, but it still made me hurt to think about being apart. I cuddled up and waited for him to arrive.

Ding

The doorbell rang. I froze. Oh my god, he's here. I got up and ran to the door, quickly stopping in front of the window to check my hair. Once I was satisfied, I took a deep breath, and opened the door.

I looked up to see Hamzah giving me a goofy smile. I smiled back so wide I thought my face would crack. Before I knew it, just like last time, I wrapped my arms around him and buried my face into his chest.

"I missed you," I said, pulling away and looking back up at him. He put a hand on my cheek and kissed my lips softly.

"I missed you too."

After we got situated and I had ordered pizza, we sat down on the couch. I was laying down, my head in his lap, while he played with my long blonde hair.

"Are you excited to see everyone tomorrow?" He asked. I smiled wide.

"Extremely." Although I was still nervous about Haley and if she actually had feelings for Hamzah, I shrugged it off and decided to not let it ruin my excitement. We watched some television and chatted, catching up on anything and everything. Finally, the doorbell rung and I got up to get the pizza.

I opened the door but my face fell as soon as I did. Shoot. It was the same pizza man from last time. The one who gave me his number. Obviously as soon as I got it I threw it away, but he still seemed frightening. I quickly grabbed the pizza and handed him the money, and attempted closing the door. He stuck his foot in the doorway, blocking me from closing it. My breath caught in my throat.

"Hey sweetheart, you didn't call me?" He asked, opening the door wider. I gulped.

"Please go away," I said quietly. He just smiled. He attempted to touch my face but I swatted his arm away. Then, his face turned dark. My eyes widened. He reached out to grab my arm instead. His cold, nasty hand wrapped around my wrist. I tried pulling away but it was no use, he might've been stronger than Dean was.

"HAMZAH!" I shouted. The man looked surprised, he must've thought I was home alone. I heard footsteps come running and soon Hamzah was pulling me backwards, out of the mans grip.

"What do you think you're doing?" He asked the man harshly. He looked scared now. Hamzah wasn't that tall, but he was still a fair amount taller than the short, greasy looking young boy.

"I thought- I didn't know anyone was here." I grabbed Hamzahs arm tighter and he looked down to see if I was okay.

"I wasn't going to do anything- just good old fun, right girl?" He said, looking at me. I gave him my darkest glare which made him step back.

"Okay, well bye." He said, practically running back towards his car. I quickly pulled out my phone and took a picture of his license plate before he sped out of  the driveway. Hamzah pulled me back and put a hand on my cheek.

"You okay princess?" He asked. I blushed at the nickname.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," I said. We went over to the counter. Hamzah insisted on testing the pizza first to make sure it wasn't poisoned. I giggled but let him. After we had confirmed he didn't die, I brought the pizza over to the coffee table and we sat back down on the couch, my head in his lap and his feet resting on the table. We ate pizza in silence as we watched the show. I could feel him breathing next to me. Then I smiled.

I was happy.

A/N: AYO GUESS WHO UPDATED anyways i basically finished all my hw for the weekend so u can expect lots of updates 😏 anyways does anyone know how tall hamzah is cause chase said in live he's like 5'7 but it's chase so idk lol  hope u enjoyed tysm for the reads ☺️☺️