9. If I Believe You

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'Hayley' I blurted.

The door was shut and I had the tv on so hopefully he didn't hear anything.

'Ah okay, at least you haven't been too bored while me and Joe watch the basketball! I just came to check on you'.

I could tell by his tone and the way he said it that he hadn't heard anything. I was so relieved and at the same time my heart was racing a million miles an hour.

Blaine had already messaged me 'you have no idea how good it was to hear your voice, I haven't stopped smiling since'. It read.

After about ten minutes of messages, it went quiet.
He must have fallen asleep.

Then my phone rings and it's him.

What's up? Are you okay? I asked.

'Not really' he said in a really distressed and sorrowful tone.

'Nicole doesn't want to be friends anymore'...

Really? REALLY?! That's what this was about? I couldn't have cared less to be honest, but I knew exactly what she was playing at. Messing with his emotions and making him chase after her.
I didn't even know her but I knew that this was the case from everything I knew and heard so far.

I was seething but I couldn't let him know that, because then I become the bad guy.

'I'm so sorry Blaine, I'm sure she doesn't mean it and she will come around'.

He let out a huge sigh 'yeah maybe, I just don't get it. We've been good friends for years and I don't want that'.

He sounded like he'd been crying, why would he ring me about this? Is he doing it to see how i'd react? Is he playing games? Or is he just genuinely leaning on me to console him without realising that it would hurt my feelings?

Blaine was the person I felt like I wasn't looking for, and yet here we are, madly in love (or was it lust?) and I felt like I couldn't bring my head up above the pool of emotions I was drowning in.

This was insane. At least I thought it was? I've never been in this type of situation before and it absolutely sucks. How are you meant to react? What is right and wrong in this scenario?

There were a couple of awkward silences and I felt obliged to fill them in, otherwise I would have hung up and I didn't want to do that.

'Look, I'm glad you spoke to me about it, but I don't think you need to worry, she probably is just making an impulsive decision without thinking about it properly'.

His voice was so sad and dreary and I honestly didn't know where else to go from there.

'Thank you for talking to me about it, and I'm sorry for hassling you'. He said.

'It's fine, you'll be okay, and you guys will be friends again before you know it'. I said confidently, even if I wasn't happy about it.

That night was weird, how was I supposed to go to sleep feeling like he's going to bed depressed that Nicole isn't speaking to him now?

It was the longest and weirdest night I'd had since I split with Matty, but in a totally different way.

It was now December 12th and I got up and dressed appropriately for being in London for the day.
It was so cold outside, so I chose a black beanie hat, a long sleeved top and smart black coat, leggings and my zip up platform boots.
I added a scarf and gloves because they were easy enough to take off and put into my bag when I didn't need them.

We got the train to London, then a tube, and when we arrived at Hyde Park, it confirmed what I already knew.

I was so excited. 'I haven't booked anything to do though, just thought it would be nice to go here' Matty said.

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