(your point of view)
[ so much more than this - grace vanderwaal ]
after drinking coffee and talking to someone, i went home since i didn't tell my parents where i was.
i was feeling anxious and too pissed off because my mum and i kind of had a little argument.
so, i decided to go out and cool off.
as i got to our house and got inside, it felt empty and silent. which made me feel blue.
when i got upstairs, i saw my parents sleeping together while my siblings were watching cartoons and playing toys.
i went inside my bedroom, closed the door gently, and made myself fall to bed.
i kept on thinking about what happened awhile ago. the guy from the coffee shop.
he had curly locks of ginger, warm eyes, and a lovely voice.
didn't really expect that he'd look like that in person nor did i actually expect him to be there.
also, he was actually awkward- which is cute.
"cOMING OUT OF MY CAGE AND I'VE BEEN DOING JUST FINE GOTTA GOTTA BE DOWN BECAUSE I WANT IT ALL!" my phone rang mr. brightside loudly, which made me jump a little.
should've adjusted the volume in the first place..
someone was calling.
"hello?" i sat down.
"hey, it's me. robin? from the coffee shop awhile ago?" he answered.
"oh, hi! i.. didn't really expect you to call." i let out a little laugh.
"were you busy? uh, sorry if i disturbed you.. or anything." his voice became little.
"no, it's.. it's okay." i tried to calm him. "i was busy doing nothing."
i heard him laugh. "are you bored?"
"kinda.." i replied.
both of us had an awkward silence.
"so uh-" robin was about to say something until..
"y/n, are you there?" my mum knocked my door.
"yes, mum. i'm here." i answered.
my mum came inside my bedroom.
"where were you? your dad and i were worried sick.." she hugged me.
"hello? you still there?" i heard robin call.
"who's that?" my mum asked
"i'll talk to you later!" i ended the call.
"who were you calling awhile ago?" my mum asked again.
"umm.. no one." i lied.
"are you sure? because i heard-"
"i was at a coffee shop." i cut her.
"well, at least you're fine and you're safe." my mother sighed with relief.
"yeah.." was all i said.
"anyways, i'll be making your favourite; mashed potatoes!!" my mom exclaimed.
"wow, that's nice." i tried to sound happy.
"i'll go down for a moment and cook for awhile, okay?" she kissed my forehead.
"okay mum." i told her.
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[r.s. x reader] ❝let your words release your pain you and i will share the weight growing stronger day by day...❞ who knew a boy would change a bittersweet girl's perspective about love? [lowercase intended] note: yes, i am aware that robbie is...