Only in London

Chapter 9: I Must Be Hallucinating

Chapter 9: I Must Be Hallucinating

Hey yo new chapter! Enjoy x. Ignore weird spelling mistakes if there are any because my keyboard is old and weird like that.

        The time difference between London and New Orleans was 5 hours, where London was ahead. So, taking that into account, we decided to Skype Nash and Lisa at about eleven at night. And when I say 'we', I'm unfortunately including Shane as well.

        I know the idiot would find a way to appear on the camera even if I was to tie him to a chair or something, so I gave in. I felt like smacking the smug smile off his face when I told him that he could be a part of the video call. And the fact that the stupid smile made him look even better than he already did made me want to smack it off even harder.

        Since it was only about eight at night, we still had three hours to kill before the Skype session. Oh I hope Nash and Lisa wouldn't embarrass me in front of them. Anyway, I was already done with one cup of instant noodles and I was perusing through the variety that Ron brought. Wow he really did up his game in this one; there were so many different flavours to choose from. Seafood, curry chicken and spicy prawns are just some from the list.

        "You really gonna eat one more?" Trust Shane to ask me such a question.

        "Noooo. I just happen to enjoy reading flavours off the wrappers of instant noodle cups. It's not like I'm picking one to eat or anything like that." I exaggerated with sarcasm coating my words.

        Shane rolled his eyes at me but the amused smile he had on his face did not dim one bit despite my wonderfully sarcastic reply.

        "Okay smartass," he raised his hands in surrender, which earned a chuckle from me. His smile widened for no reason and he continued, "It's just that it's not every day that I get to see a girl eat like you do. Some girls that I know make it seem like I offended their ancestors when I suggest eating a complete meal at Macs. They literally eat half of everything! But I guess that means more for me. But it's nice to share the joy of pigging out with someone, you know?" Shane ended off his little rant and there was a crease in between his brows.

        I guess it appeared when he was serious about something - even if that thing is the eating habits of the female species. I had this sudden urge in me to remove the crease, but instead I mentally scolded myself and kept my hands firmly on a random instant noodle cup.

        "Are you trying to say that I eat like a pig, Shane? That's like calling me fat. Oh my god, you are calling me fat!" I accused Shane and tried my best to keep my laughter in me while watching Shane squirm under my accusations. Wow, he must have really thought that he offended me.

        All this while, Ron was watching the entire scene unfold from the bed while eating his noodles as if he was watching a drama. Ron knows me well enough to know that I did not mean a single word of my accusations because firstly, I know I'm not fat and secondly, I am proud to admit that I do pig out on food so that's no insult there.

        But I quite enjoyed watching Shane like this. It's not common to render him speechless so I had to savour this moment while he tried to form a coherent sentence.

        "Urm...n..no...don't get me wrong. P...pigging out is a good thing." I raised a brow and deepened my glare, keeping up my act, "Shit, no that came out wrong. I mean you're not fat. You're fit, like really fit. Urm.."

        Okay, I couldn't hold it in anymore. This was just too cute. Shane and stammering? Never thought those two words would be in the same sentence. Oh, I should've recorded this.