☀︎︎𝐻𝑎𝑚𝑧𝑎ℎ - 𝑆𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑙𝑦 ☀︎︎

❣︎𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 32❣︎

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Hᴀᴍᴢᴀʜs POV:
I sighed and rolled over in bed. The sun shone onto my blankets, and I grabbed my phone from next to me.

(4) Messages from: Michelle

I groaned and clicked the chat. What on earth could she want now?

Michelle: Hey Hamzah! are you going to the coffee shop today?

I groaned. I had been planning on going there, but now that she wanted to, I decided I didn't want to see her. I quickly lied.

Hamzah: sorry, i'm busy today. maybe another time.

I rubbed my eyes and put my phone back down as her typing icon popped up. I knew I wasn't doing anything bad with her, but I still couldn't help but feel slightly guilty about doing this behind Auroras back. Should I tell her? She would understand, right? I rubbed my eyes. What if she didn't? Sighing, I decided on just not telling her, and I grabbed my phone again.

Michelle: it's a date! when are you available?

I widened my eyes at the text.

Hamzah: sorry but like I told you, I have a girlfriend.

Michelle: i know that silly goose

Michelle: and she doesn't have to know about it 😇

Once again, I left her on read, deciding it best to ignore it. I went to Auroras chat and messaged her.

Hamzah: you're probably not up but gm 🗣

As I suspected, she didn't answer, presumably still asleep. I rolled over, getting out of the blankets and getting ready for the day.

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Aᴜʀᴏʀᴀs POV
My phone buzzed next to me and I groggily sat up in bed. Birds chirped outside my window, and a light breeze fluttered the white curtains. I smiled and stretched my arms against the sheets. My legs swung out from under the covers and I got out of bed, walking over to my closet. It was Thursday, which means tomorrow would be Friday, which means it's almost the weekend. I didn't know if I was completely serious about going to Hamzahs, but it honestly wouldn't be that ridiculous of an ideas, as it's not that long of a drive. I picked out a cute dress and some shorts to go underneath, and brushed out my hair.