𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭

chapter two

I pull the velvet sheets over my goosebump covered body and snuggle under Blair. The clock on the wall in front of us ticked rapidly, it becomes the only thing I can focus on. Last night holds so many memories for me, from meeting Omar to smoking with my best friends and telling my innermost darkest secrets. 4/20 was amazing.

After my awkward bump in with "The guy whose phone I cracked" I couldn't get that word he had whispered out of my head. I came home and said it to siri to attempt to figure it out. I accomplished my tasked. حبيبتى Habibata, means "My Love" in Arabic. Omar called me his love and he doesn't even know me. But, what's new.. I have that effect on people.

"What are you doing up?" I hear a raspy voice interrupt my thoughts as I stared at the ceiling.

"It got cold..." I say in a babyish tone.

Blair nods his head and sits up straight, his back against the headboard. "My head is killing me." He groaned running his face through his hands.

I hear my phone buzz and I pick it up urgently. Who is up at 5:15? I look to see I have one message from Omar.

That made me smile, Blair gets out of the bed and goes into the bathroom. He closes and locks the door and I get from under the covers. I waited a few minutes before replying.

It's crazy how we're already using heart and heart eyes emojis. We're just getting closer with time. I try not rush it, but Omar's next message makes me cheese even harder.