Is It Meant To Be (Under major editing again)

Chapter 28

I thought about Tom all day because frankly, he's the hottie who I want to be with right now. I blew up Janette's phone with text messages giving a distinct description on how he looks and sounds, even though she knows him already. I explained his hair, his eyes, his nose, his teeth, his smile, his laugh, every single damn things that I could describe about him.

"I'm so happy for you." Janette would say over and over, but then when she stopped replying to my texts, it kind of gave me the hint that I was being incredibly annoying.

I dialed William's phone number, but what I still don't get is how both of us got eachother's number. "Hey it's Chelsey, call me back when you get this message. I have some exciting news!" I squealed into his voice mail and hung up. I instantly called Tom, not knowing who else to call.

"Hey there." I said into the phone in a smooth tone. I heard some laughter in the other end along with the words, "Why, hello there." I mentally did five backflips at the sound of his sexy voice. "What are you doing?" I asked just trying to start a conversation. I heard a sigh and then a, "I'm just talking to you at this moment. " I make a weirded out face from how subtle he sounded. "Uh, so are you having fun?" Oh no I did not just ask that. "Yeah, just a little." Oh no he did not just say that. "Well, i'm glad you are because I sure as hell am." Oh no, stop Chelsey, stop ruining the moment! "Well, then that means that i'm glad you're having a blast." Okay, so are we like flirting or just talking like friends that would say funny and freaky things to eachother.

"So, um...what are you...wearing?" I asked, face palming myself for asking. "I'm not wearing much, how about you?" Oh my gosh, does that mean that he's naked, half naked, or just wearing something really ugly, either way, I can sense how hot he looks in it. "I'm wearing a tank top with sweatshorts." I answered honestly. I truly feel way too comfortable right now. Wait aren't I supposed to be doing something?

Simon's P.o.v

I feel like shit right now, damn it where is that trader at?

Chelsey's P.o.v

Probably nothing. "Well, then you sound like your strutting your angles." He replied into the phone with a short laugh. "Oh trust me, I have nothing to strut, i'm totally flat." I answered back, coving my mouth with the one hand that I don't have on the phone, catching myself in the act of talking about my low assets. "I find that hard to believe." Okay, so we are officially flirting, or am I hearing wrong because if I am then he did not just say that. "Well, then where's my best quality?" I asked in a flirtatious voice, but then slapping myself in the face and mouthing an ow from the pain. "Well, you're going to have to find out yourself." He replied in a very sexy tone, oh my gosh I love that tone. "I think that you can do that for me." Oh my goodness, who am I? Because I am not the Chelsey Rae that I know and appreciate.

"Well then, I guess that i'll just have to do you that favor." I sighed in how perfect he just sounded, but then I heard the phone cut off. What the...did my ear just now hit the end button?! Damn the smartphones and the technology of today! I quickly tried to redial his number, but it rang 7 times before going to his voice mail. What the—?! Did he just die in between the 5 seconds that the phone cut and me trying to call him back? I looked at the phone in astonishment as his voicemail said, "Leave a message after the beep, or don't, it's up to you." I quickly cut the phone when I heard the beep.

But luckily my phone rang, but sadly I picked it up too soon. "Hey Chelse, how's it going?" A male voice that didn't sound like Tom barked into the phone. "What do you want? I'm in the middle of a crisis!" I whispered loudly into the phone. "Well, you're the one that called me, so what do you want?" William asked, sort of impatiently. I frowned, but then screamed, "Tom said that he would be my date to the dance! Oh my gosh, the moment was so perfect! Well, until the part when he tricked me into believing that he wouldn't take me."