𝐋𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜, ᴛᴏᴍᴍʏɪɴɴɪᴛ

♧⃘ thirty-four ♧⃘

I unlocked my phone again, and scrolled through my messages. I saw 'Cate!'s name show up in the line of all my contacts, so I clicked on it.

Cate!

Hey girl hey 🥰

Oh em gee hi best friend! 😛😆

What are you doing??? 😅

I'm doing girly things of course 🤩🤩🤩

Oh I bet you are hot cheeks ❤️❤️

Um
Don't you think that's a lil gay?

You can never be lil 2 gay! 🤪🏳️‍🌈

I'm breaking up with you. ❤️ = 💔

No!!! Please!!! 😭😭😭

hold on someones at my front door </3

i cant believe them
hey
hi
hey
come back???
did you die???
hello???

stop its your parents

uhm
cate
are they with anyone?

no, i dont think so
why?

did they say anything to you yet

no i havent opened the door i just saw them out of the window

i never texted you. im not on a plane right now. you havent heard from me in months.

uh huh
yes maam???

good luck
have fun

im scared

I could vividly see the pavement that the plane would be landing on now, and I turned on my ringer incase anything went wrong.

"Ip, you alright?" Tommy put his hand on my shoulder and looked at me. I was alright, honestly. I just wish this could be over.

"Yeah," I nodded, "I'm okay." He nodded back at me with a small, comforting smile and looked back out the window. "I'm still mad at you."

"For what?" He gasped, and put his hands up. I turned to him,

"You took the window seat."

"Pathetic."

"I hate you."

"Over a window seat?"

"I'll always hate you."

"You don't hate me."

"Yes, I do." I started to reach for my headphones again just to annoy him, putting aside the knownledge that we were landing.

"You can't hate me, you love me too much."

"Who said I loved you?" I looked at him with a questionable face, and it was definitely warming up.

"Me." He shrugged, and then stopped. "And Nephie. As well as Dream, and Niki, and-" Tommy started to chuckle. "Would you like me to say more?"