as i was crying my heart out, i decided to pack the items that was really important, which is most of my food. i look at all my contacts and saw jimmy's. he wouldn't mind if i stayed with him until i find a new home? right?!

i decided to call. [ J=Jimmy, Y=Y/n]

hey y/n! need anything?

hey so, i got kicked out of my apartment. i don't have anywhere to stay, so i was wondering if i cou-

for sure! i'll text you my address. do you need anything?

oh um.. no, maybe a mattress? i can't bring my big stuff.

okay! i'll get that for you! cya then!

he hangs up.

that went extremely well. i expected him to say, "uh ew! no" or just plain "no"

i grab my car keys and google the address he just sent to me. it was a good, 10 minute drive. so i decided to start driving.

-1 minute away.

i'm really grateful for jimmy. he's so hard working and he deserves everything. i pull into a two story house. now you think just because jimmy's rich, he'll have a fucking mansion. which, no. he wouldn't. he uses all his extra money, that should be for himself. he uses it for youtube, to make people happy.

i park my car in the driveway, and see a Chris pop out of the house.

"hey y/n! jimmy told me about what happened. you okay?" he questions.

i nod, and grab my small bag of items. chris looks, and gasps. "all that? you're gonna live here guRL! it's not a sleepover."

i laugh, looking at the bag. i didn't really realize how small it was, i was just focussing on what i needed.

"yeah.. sorry. i don't have much, i don't even have a job. it'll be weird if i had so much." i say, not trying to make him have sympathy.

he just smiles, and pats my back. "you're gonna be okay, y/n."

and he invites me into the house. shows my my room, and gives me the wifi password. which is really good, because i use my phone nearly all day. chris grabs his phone, and i think orders pizza. i'm not too sure.

"need anything y/n?" he asks me. i start to sweat.

i never gotten this much attention from my friends, or even family.

i shake my head, a no. "i'm good for now, i'll tell you if i need something."

chris nods, understanding. then we both hear the doorbell. knowing that it was either the pizza man or jimmy, we run towards it. it was like a game, though. no one even told us to "GO" or whatever. chris reached the door first, opens it. revealing a young pizza boy. around my age.

"hi! you're chris, right?" pizza asks.

he nods, and runs to get his money. now it was awkward cause' i was just standing there waiting.

"hey, you're his sister? or girlfriend?" pizza man asks.

"uh- no. i'm his friend." i respond, and started sweating.

the pizza man nods, and looks me up and down. "can i have your number?" he blurts.

my face turns a deep pink, and i nod. giving him my phone, and he puts his number in. then finally, thank god. for what felt like a year, chris returns with the money.

"here you go, you keep the change" chris explains, and grabs the hot pizza.

i was excited because, well pizza! i close the door, and was ready to attack the pizza in his hand. but wasn't, cause thats rude.

he goes, and opens the pizza box. which shows (whatever pizza you like). which is my favoriteee. we both just grab a lot of slices and eat in, not a uncomfortable silence. a comforting silence. which, i'm thankful for!