Over again

Over again Part 10

Tom POV:

*on call*

Y/n: Hello?

She said through the phone, and my mouth dried up instantly. I didn't exactly have a plan before I called her, just that for some reason my argument with Harrison made me want answers. But I realised I couldn't ask the questions I wanted to her, not right now at least, probably not ever.

Tom: Umm, hi. It's me.

I said, running my hand through my hair.

Y/n: Oh hey Tom. What's up?

She asked casually, clearly a thousand percent less stressed than me.

Tom: I umm...

I began, looking around the room to get some sort of inspiration for where I can lead this conversation.

Tom: I was wondering if you got home okay last night?

I said, rolling my eyes at how pathetic of an excuse that was. But when I heard her giggle on the other end of the line I felt my shoulders relax from the tension waiting to overthrow me.

Y/n: Yeah, I did thanks.

She replied, and I jogged up the stairs and into my room, closing the door gently behind me so that Harrison wouldn't manage to over hear any parts of the conversation.

Y/n: Is that all?

She asked me, and I realised I had gone silent in trying to think of something to say next.

Tom: I told Hazel about us.

I blurted out, regretful of that decision as silence followed as a result.

Y/n: Wow, okay.

She said, reflecting on the information. I sat on my bed waiting for her response, my leg bouncing up and down manically.

Y/n: How did she take it?

She sounded genuinely concerned.

Tom: She was angry at first, but I think we're okay.

Y/n: You think?

She repeated, and I went over the events of last night in my head.

Tom: Well, I'm just not completely sure.

I explained, tracing out random shapes on my trousers as I talked.

Y/n: Okay well there's a really easy way to tell if a girl is mad at you or not.

Tom: Really? What?

Y/n: Talk to her.

She said simply, and I smiled at how simple she made things seem. I nodded my head and fell back across my bed.

Tom: Yeah, you're a genius.

I told her, and I didn't have to see her face to know she was smiling on the other end of the phone. I could just tell.

Tom: I never thought I'd be getting relationship advise from you.

I said, biting my tongue the second the words fell out of my mouth. I cursed in my head, hearing her deeply inhale and scoffing quietly.

Y/n: Times change Tommy. Look I should go, but thanks for checking on me. Bye.

Tom: Bye...

And the line went dead.

*off call*

I threw my phone across my bed, sitting up and staring at my closed door. I wondered if I should take Y/n's advice and go see Hazel again, but my cowardly thoughts were holding me back. In the end I did manage to get myself out the door, because I knew Y/n was right. She's always right.