This Is a book containing homosexual contents so if your Homophobic then this isn't the book for you. Everyone else can enjoy reading about what happens in Alex's life. Characters are all chosen from Instagram and is under another name. I don't know...
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"Can you shut the hell up?!" I groan while placing the fan next to my bed on high. At this point I didn't care how cold it was, I refuse to hear Blue caked up on the phone.
Ever since that day, two days ago, I pissed him off, he's been on the phone every time I look up. Not once have I seen him so talkative and connected with his phone before now. I could care less what he has going on but when it's affecting my sleep then it's a problem.
"My bad bro... what you was saying?" I could just imagine a devil grin playing on his face. He was doing this on purpose at this point.
Even though he quiet down a bit it still irked me that it was intentional. I just let the sound of the wind take over and lead me towards a deep slumber...
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"You look like shit." I barely heard due to me dozing in and out of sleep. I look at my brother who looked refreshed which made me mug him. "Woah, fuck you too then."
"Don't take it personal, I barely got some sleep because of Laurence wanting to be caked up."
You wanna room with dude ass," he points back at Omar who was oblivious to us looking at him, "He snores too fucking much."
"And you're still looking refreshed?" I rub the sleep from my eyes.
"I pop his ass with a pillow. He gets the message once he wake up suffocating." He smiles making me shake my head.
"I'm convinced you're a lowkey serial killer." He only shrugs as I begin to look around.
"I just might be. Besides, a nigga that looks as good as me makes sure he gets enough sleep." he grabs up his phone and flash his home screen towards my way which had his face on it. He mirrors the look which causes me to roll my eyes and get up.
Nessan and I are opposites, he wants to make sure everyone have all eyes on him while at the same time not giving a damn about nobody's feelings. Meanwhile I step over boulders and glass to make sure everyone is good while keeping to myself sometimes. I be wishing we can switch personalities so I can experience his thought process.
I exit the kitchen just as Miranda enters. She flashes a smile towards my way and in return, I give her a simple nod. Of course I still feel some way about her and my brother situation but at the end of the day, I realize it's none of my business. We're becoming grown so whatever she wants to do is all on her. Playing captain save a hoe isn't getting me anywhere.
