cause you were all yellow | a.i.

seven.

just the way you are bruno mars
"her eyes make the stars look like theyre not shining."

yellow
good night yellow.

my face lit up as i read over the message. it was so simple yet it made me feel some way.

god, this girl just made me feel some sort of way.

—-

"come here boy!"

i shot up in bed once again.

god, i fucking hated these dreams. it was always the same thing, every single night. and i always woke up sweating and shaking.

it usually dies down quickly and i can go back to sleep or distract myself, but not this time.

no matter how hard i tried to calm down, i physically couldnt get myself to stop.

i really didnt know what else to do.

"hey," her sleepy voice rang out on the other end of the phone.

"yellow?" i asked, trying to mask the distress in my voice.

i hadnt talked to her since the party, almost a week ago. we texted all the time but never called, so all i needed to do was hear her.

she was simply my only comfort left.

"ash?" i could hear the concern growing in her voice, "you okay?"

"yeah, clairo. im fine," i told her. "i just needed to hear your voice."

i wasnt lying to her. as soon as i heard her voice, my mind instantly calmed, my body following quickly behind.

"oh." she still sounded sleepy. i felt the guilt building in my stomach after waking her up.

"hey, yellow?" i started.

"yeah?" she responded half asleep.

"wanna go live?" i asked.

i swear i could hear her mind wake up over the phone. "really?" she asked, more awake now.

"yeah," i told her.

"yellow, its still dark out?" she questioned.

"i know," i said, "thats the point."

"what are we gonna do in the dark?" she asked.

"thats a surprise," i told her rolling out of bed.

——

i leaned against the front of my jeep as i watched her sneak out the front door of her house.

she turned around quickly and ran towards me and my car. i held her door open as she climbed into my passenger seat.

once i shut the door and got into my seat, i looked over to her. she looked excited, but i could see how nervous she was.

i dont blame her. when you think about it, shes putting all her trust in a lost soul she met on top of a car garage.

i just hoped eventually i would mean more to her then just the lost soul she met that night.

"you ready?" i asked as i turned the key. "seatbelt," i gently reminded.

i listened to her as she took a deep breath while clicking her buckle in place, "yeah."

"dont sound so nervous," i joked with her.

"im not nervous," she defended. "i just never know what to expect with you."