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I woke up with my phone ringing but it stopped after two minutes. I tried to sit up but immediately laid back down when my head started to pound with a lot of force. I groaned from the pain, and managed to pry my eyes open.

I heard some shuffling and saw...damn...what the fuck is her name? Angelica...nah nah...Am...Amber. Yeah. Amber. She was getting dressed. She looked my way and smirked.

"Didn't mean to wake you. I'm on my way out of here." She said grabbing her clutch and fixing up her hair.

She passed me a cup of what seemed like Alezé.

"By the way...who's Valerie?" She asked.

Hearing her name made my head pound more.

Tell her...tell her who I am...what I was to you...

"Shut up." I mumbled to myself.

Amber gave me a look and I shook my head.

"Not you...Valerie is a girl I dated. I really had feelings for her. But I fucked up. Doing stupid shit. Cheating. Fame got to me I guess. After that, I didn't want anyone else. I realized love wasn't for me."

I said this all with my eyes closed. I started to remember her brown hair. How beautiful it was in a high ponytail....

I started to study Amber.

"Shit it all makes sense. Your song. Damn man."

She pulled out a paper and pen from her clutch and wrote something down. She passed it to me and it was her number.

"Even though I said I'm not the affectionate type...well not relationship wise. Friendship wise though I am. Whenever you need somewhere to chill, or someone to talk to I'm here."

She waved and smiled...That smile looked like Valerie's....

Then she left out the door.

I managed to get out the bed, and go to the bathroom. I splashed water on my face and brushed my teeth. I looked in the mirror and saw I looked like shit.

Of course I said her name. I'm not over here. No matter how many girls I fuck, she's always in the back of my mind. Not even getting high or drunk can save me. C'mon I just fucked someone who looks like her. I can't get away.

I rather this than be alone...

"Yes I know Valerie. But you have to move on..." I mumbled at my reflection.

I went back to my room and grabbed the cup of Alezé and gulped it down. My brain started to get back to normal, and I was feeling much better.

Such a morning...

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