• Tyler •
You're coming over, right?
-TylerLuca was coming over today to work on a project and my room was an absolute mess. It was really dusty since my dad had recently bought up a few old boxes which he had forgotten about until earlier today. The boxes were still scattered around my room and I was too lazy to clean it up. It wasn't too bad though since I could still get around without tripping.
I'm on my way. I'll be there in 10.
-LucaK bye.
-TylerBye.
-LucaI sighed, flopping down on my bed, feeling exhausted. I didn't even do anything today but I just felt so tired. My head was pounding, as well. It felt like I had a hangover but the only problem in that theory was that I didn't drink.
"Why?" I groaned, dragging my hand down my face dramatically.
"You okay?" I heard Stacy say from outside my room. I groaned in response, causing the door to creak open. I heard her flip-flops smack against her heels as she walked over to me.
"What do you want?" I whined, annoyingly, as I lay flat on my bed, not planning on getting up anytime soon.
"Your room's a mess," she stated, sounding rather bored.
"Gee, thanks," I responded, sarcastically, running my hand through my hair.
"I'm going out with Mase today," she said, and I could sense the smile in her voice.
The corner of my lips tugged upward. "Okay," I said, trying to sound nonchalant. The thought of Stacy dating someone was so absurd. I definitely needed to get used to this.
"I actually have to go now," she said, sheepishly. "Will you be okay?"
I rolled my eyes. "I'm not a baby. I can handle being alone at home," I said, bitterly. "Plus, I won't even be alone, Luca will be here any moment now,"
Stacy let out a sigh and ruffled my hair before planting a soft kiss on my forehead. "Alright then, bye,"
I nodded, hearing her footsteps receding. I rolled to my side as ran my hand across the comforter. Boredom sucks.
I felt around for my phone randomly before getting a hold of it. I switched it on and like usual no messages. I groaned laying on my back once again but I accidentally dropped my phone on my face.
"Shit," I hissed, clutching my nose in pain. I swiped my finger across the bottom of my nose to see if I was bleeding. Thankfully, I wasn't.
But that didn't stop my nose from throbbing.
I got up and dragged myself to the living room wishing my time away.
Finally, the doorbell rang. A small smile spread across my face as I practically ran towards the door and flung it open.
"Hey, T-Tyler," Luca said, awkwardly and I could sense his nervousness. Why was he nervous? Did I do something wrong?
"Hey," I said, my smile turning into a slight frown as I stepped aside to let him in. I heard him shuffle inside and I shut the door with a slight 'thud'.
Luca let out a soft yelp in surprise."Sorry," He mumbled, sounding quite embarrassed. "I'm just a little jumpy today,"
I simply shrugged and gestured for him to follow me as I made my way into my room. All my stuff was there and I was too lazy to bring it out.
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Hope.
Teen FictionHope. Such a misinterpreted word isn't it? The meaning of the word changes for each individual. For some, it's just a few letters stringed together. But for others, it's a matter of life and death. For these two boys 'hope' definitely means the l...