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Autophobia-Monophobia⬗ The fear...
Of course, the more I thought about it, the kiss was something that I couldn't help but over think about. Pick it apart under the scope. Thinking of his reasoning behind it, like what if he only did it to get a reaction from me? Not because he had feelings for me but because he knows I have feelings for him. Even if he did, I don't know, or think I should act on them. I didn't want to ruin what I had with the two, just because of something that might or might not last... Even if it did feel right.
"Think you the only one then, everyone just tossed the fuckin' things." Fezco sighs, almost pitiful at the wasted food.
"That's cause they assholes." I could almost feel them smile at the comment, Ash finishing his food and getting up to put his bowl away as Fezco walks back to the table.
"Yo, Ash. Where's your room?" I asked, finishing my food and going to the sink as he made his way back to the table, Fezco lighting up a cigarette. He gives me a weird look, as if asking why the hell I wanted that information.
"Why?" I started washing my bowl, including theirs, a form of a thank you, I guess.
"I was gonna steal some clothes from you. I won't fit into Fez's" I admitted openly, halfway done the washing. I looked up for a second, both of them looking at me but Ash was looking more.. menacing? Cocky almost? Oh, oh I know that fucking look..
"Aight, you can wear something of mine.. I get to wear your kicks for the day though." I paused from washing, turning to him slowly as he sat there with an overconfident smirk, brow raised cockily.
"Really?" I shut off the water, finishing the last of them as I leaned onto the isle facing them, arms crossed while I looked at him, debating. It's just shoes, you may say. But those meant everything to me. But it was Ash.. suppose I could be nice and let him. Plus, that means I get to wear a pair of his too, and his clothes.
"..Fine. Fine! You best treat them right." I shake my head, giving in. He grinned pridefully, gesturing for me to follow him. Fezco laughing at us.
"Y'all a fuckin' trip." He led me upstairs, him going to his dresser as I stood there examining the place. It was, almost average looking, a bed in the corner, a stand beside it with a lamp. His dresser on the other wall, a closet beside it. A shelf on another wall with some shoes on each shelf.
"Same rule applies, you better not fuck with my shit, ma." I rolled my eyes, trying not to smile, taking the clothes from him.
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
"I'm not a monster, Jesus." I looked at the kicks on his wall, eyes being drawn to a pair instantly.
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
"Those." He sucked his teeth, obviously a pair he fucks with hard if he was hesitant.
"Yous lucky, ma.. Lucky." It seemed directed towards me, but he seemed to say it more to himself, going to reach for the pair. The way he it said it made my heart skip a beat, not being able to stop the smile that made its way to my face as I took them happily from them.
"Pleasure doing business, Sunshine." He growled.
"I thought I said stop callin' me that." He hurried after me as I made my way for the bathroom, remember seeing it as we passed by.
"I don't remember you telling me that." I could almost picture the look on his face.
"Yeah, sure you don't. Stop callin' me that. There, now you heard me." He started walking for the kitchen as I had made my way in the bathroom, starting to close the door.
"Whatever you say, Sunshine." I closed it as he started turning around, laughing under my breathe as I started to get changed quickly. Oh shit! Jules! I froze for a second, trying to remember where my phone was. In my shoe. I hurried and grabbed my clothes, making my way out of the bathroom to go get the phone. I see Ash on the couch, finishing tying up the shoes and admiring them, the phone sitting on the couch beside him. I grabbed it, swiping into the phone with my clothes hugged to my chest. No messages.
'jules are you okay?'
'usually u send a text wen u get home'
"You guys ready?" I looked over to Fezco, nodding as I start heading after him. Ash getting up from the couch. I looked down at the phone quickly, hearing and feeling it buzz in my hand.
'Yea i went to rues'
"See, she's fine. Come on, ma." I clicked my phone off quickly, not turning back to face him as Ash walked closer behind me. Who else is gonna look after her when she acts so reckless though?.. I guess Rue could.. I can't believe how much they totally went off in their own world once they got together though. No wonder Gia and Lexi left. Of course, I tagged along like a loser.. Ooo speaking of loser- Nate's dad.. Jesus Christ I can't believe I almost forgot that Jules fucked his dad! That's fucked..
