Layla

talking

I wake up with a strange feeling . My head is feeling very clear and none of the usual depressing thoughts catch me directly , something that is very unusual. While I lay there thinking about what I did yesterday and how rather proud I am of myself I suddenly remember the conversation I had . I grab my phone and see I have a un opened  notification. With shaking fingers I unlock my phone and open the text.

Jensen?: hey just to let you know we are all set and the first video calls will start at 10 in the morning .

The message has been send yesterday night around 12. In a panic I look at the time and see its 9.30 am. Quickly I rush out of bed throw on the first tshirt and jeans I see . Brush my hair and put on minimal effort in make up meaning only mascara . I dont intent to look too good. It's just a person like any other and I am definitely not trying to impress them I keep reminding myself. When I check the time again I see it just changed to 10 am. Taking the stairs 2 steps at a time I make my way downstairs to sit at the kitchen table and drink a coffee and have my heart meds while waiting for the call. My leg is bouncing up and down under the table as I go true thousands of different possible ways and subject to talk about.  I'm on my 3th coffee when my phone rings notifying me I have a incoming video call from jensen?

My finger hovers over the accept button. And for a second I seriously consider ignoring the call. I take a deep breath to gather my thoughts before finally pressing accept .
" hey there " jensen smiles as soon as my video feed loads .his smile is  what I'm sure a pretty trained fake smile. " goodmorning " I respond giving him a real smile in return as I am actually rather happy to see him. " how have the calls been going ? " I ask politely trying to stick to the ' just a person ' thought. He groans slightly and rubs his face for a second before holding up a cup of coffee . " I love them all , I really do but it's exhausting " he says after taking a big gulp of the cup. I show him my cup of coffee " so is waiting " I chuckle. " this helps " I notify showing him the bottle of jack I had standing next to my cup.

He laughs a real laugh " yea if you don't fear spilling too much secrets  too people who will throw it into the world the second you say it " he says. He isn't being sour or naggy. He just says it as its a fact he learned to live with. " oh , yea sorry " say pretending to film him by using my hands as camera when I lower my hands I give him a cheeky grin. I xan feel the nerves slowly go away , this is making it easier in treating him as a normal person. I take a good look at the man on the camera and I have to admit he looks , acts and is just any other man. He is still laughing about my little joke by the time I finish my mental report. I dont get what is so funny but hey I'm glad he is having fun. his attention gets pulled towards his left " yea thanks a new one would be  nice " . He turns back to look at me. " so I shall be careful with secrets " he chuckles. I give him a over the top wink making him laugh again.
Soon a person hands him a cup. The second the cup comes into view I start to laugh making jensen look up at the screen surprised

" fancy cup " I laugh . He looks at the cup and pulls  a face at it . " gift from jared obviously " he quickly clarifies ." Wel I wouldn't mind getting that kind of cup from him " I laugh loudly . Jensen holds up the cup Because of the heat of the coffee the jared picture is now shirtless. Jensen looks at it with a frown " I never used it before , now out of all times " he grumbles shaking his head annoyed ." I had no idea I swear "  he says defending himself . I laugh earning a playful glare from him. " I'd have to ask jared to send you one " he says still playfully glaring at me. " I was joking !!!!" I exclaim in a hurry "what would I do with such a cup. " I ask making him chuckle before answering me " stare at half naked jared ? " I roll my eyes " I'd rather stare at his wife dressed like that " I keep my voice light indicating I'm joking. " bullshit " jensen says giving a real smile. I hold up my hands " half true " I confess ." so I'm supposed too ask you what you want to know , or what you want too talk about " he says looking down. I raise my eye brow at him and his sudden change. he holds up a paper to show me " I have rules to follow " he says . I read the paper and laugh " wow though life " I chuckle. He groans " I know right, id rather eat pie " . I shake my head at the silly boy on my screen. " your Dean is showing " I chuckle.  He glares at me and leans back placing his legs out side the screen on something I can only assume is the desk." OK,  how about we talk about anything or everything whatever you want too talk about instead , I don't really have questions.  " I say with a small encouraging smile. He lifts his eyebrow " so you googled me , you little stalker " he chuckles . I roll my eyes at him while smiling wide " I am not. Besides unless I saw and learned it in person I believe Jack shit what is posted online. "