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07.

After playing Minecraft for a few hours without an answer from Emma's mother I went to sleep, and what a fucking happiness. When I woke up I checked my phone and saw a message in the Bones chat.

–mb: She's okay, everything is fine.

Damn, what a relief. I quickly answered the message with a, 'thank goodness, thank you for notifying' and I went directly to Dream's chat.

–g: She's okay :D

–d: Cool :D
Are you better?

–g: Yes, thank you, Dream.

After that I went to Nikki's chat and told her the exact same thing, she reacted super relieved.

Tres días después 👍

Narra Bones.

–How are you? Are you okay? –me dijo preocupado al llamarle con el permiso de los doctores–

–Yes, but I don't want to talk about it –asintió–

–When will you return home?

–I don't know, the doctors will have to tell me.

–Okay –sonrió– I'm so glad you're okay –sonreí–

–Not me but I'm glad you're happy –ladeó la cabeza–

–I need you here, when do you think you can come here? –reí levemente–

–Maybe I'll try to go after they let me out of here, but I'll make you talk to my parents, because they sure say no because of what I did.

–Ouh, okay, no problem –sonrió–

–You look very cute smiling –noté cómo se ruborizó levemente y rió nervioso– Sorry, I should not have said that –reí levemente–

–No, no, It's okay; and thanks –se rascó la nuca ruborizado–

–You're welcome? –reí–

–You know that I'll make us spend as long as possible talking, right? –reí y asentí–

–Sounds good to me, thief –rió– When I woke up and they let me take my phone, I had message notifications from the boys –reí– Nikki was so concerned –asintió–

–Cried and everything –reí levemente–

–You haven't cried, have you? I would feel very guilty –se rascó la nuca al escuchar lo que dije–

–Amh, let's say I didn't cry –reí y él se ruborizó de nuevo–

–One second –dije y saqué una captura de pantalla aprovechando que estaba rojo–

–No, no, delete that, Emma –negué–

–You look so cute, it goes straight to favorites –se ruborizó aún más–

–Stop, okay? –ladeé la cabeza–

–Stop what?

–Stop saying that I look cute and that

–Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry if I have bothered you

–No, is not that –fruncí el ceño–

–Then what?

–Nothing, forget it.

Raro, pero no quiero molestarle, dejémoslo así.

–I'm going to call my parents, try to convince them to go with you –asintió y yo le dije de la manera más disimulada a mis padres que vinieran– George quiere hablar con vosotros.

–Oh, I remember you, you called worried that time –dijo mi madre por lo que él se ruborizó y reí–

–Okay, ma'am, sir, I wanted to ask you if Emma could come here to London, you choose to stay, could she stay at my house or could I find a hotel for her –dijo George y yo me reí–

–Parecen esas charlas de las pelis gringas cuando el chico le pide al padre la mano de la chica –reí alto por lo que dijo mi padre y George frunció el ceño al no entender nada–

–Amh, okay, George, for my part, if she stays at your house, everything would be perfect –Geroge asintió con una leve sonrisa–

–Yo opino igual que mi mujer, pero tiene que llegar virgen –lo miré con cara de asco–

–¿Crees a George capaz? Míralo, es una masita –dije y mi padre rió– Bueno, gracias por aceptar, ahora, seguiré hablando con George –mi madre me dio de vuelta mi móvil y se fueron– My dad said yes –reí levemente–

–Cool –sonrió–

Estuvimos hablando un buen rato más hasta que una enfermera me indicó que descansara, así que le hice caso para evitar problemas, ya hablaría con George mañana.

Este capítulo es más largo :D

–653 palabras.

04/08/2021