Dinner was rubbish. Fish and chips, I only ate 1 chip. My sister was giving me dirty looks from across the table so I went back upstairs. I checked my phone.
5 missed calls- from Brooklyn.
My heart started pounding as I tried not to be sick. He probably just wanted to let me know how much he hated me. I called back anyway. I was shaking so badly, no answer.
I had not left my phone alone for more than two minutes in the last seven days and the one time I decide to eat he calls me?! WHAT?! And now no reply. Typical. I called and called again, my heart racing every time. No reply. Just my luck.
I dropped back on the bed an lay there, praying for my phone to ring.
'PING PING PING' my phone vibrated in my sweaty hand. I sat bolt upright and swiped. "Hello." I said, trying to be calm.
"Freya?" He asked. He sounded really worried.
"Yes Brooklyn?" I asked, sounding equally worried now.
"Umm... I know this is really awkward, but could you please come over?" I could hear tears in his voice now.
"Yeah of course. I'll be there in 5 minutes." I replied
"Sorry to bother you, you were just the first person I could think of. Well actually, you're the only person I can think of." he finished.
I smiled, "I'll be there in a second. Can you wait until then?" I asked, trying to lighten the mood.
"You're gonna have to come quick." he joked.
I pulled on some decent looking clothes and ran downstairs.
"Muuum! I'm going out! Call me if you need me, don't know what time I'll be back." I shouted up the stairs.
"Okay, are you going where I think you're going?" she asked, winking so obviously, i could see it from the bottom of the stairs.
"Probably." I answered, seriously not in the mood for her jokes. "I'll take my keys, see you later." I said as I walked out of the door. The second I knew I was alone I ran all the way to Brooklyn's (which, to be honest wasn't even that far, but given that I had spent the whole week in bed, it felt like a mile.) I reached their house finally and texted Brooklyn, aware that it was 9pm and Harper was most likely asleep. I was so glad it was summer, no school.
I got an immediate reply and the door opened.
"Hey." I said, really excited to see Brooklyn. As I walked up to him I saw his eyes were were red and puffy, "awww, Brookyln! Come here." I said, pulling him in gently for a hug. This time it was my turn to be sympathetic with him. "Do you mind if we go somewhere?"He asked, looking back consciously.
"Of course, I know just the place." I smiled at him, trying to lighten the mood. He looked back at me solemnly and sniffed. "Lets go then."
"Mum, I'm going out, I'm not sure what time I'll be home but I have my phone and keys."
"Okay Brooklyn." She replied. "Is Freya with you?"
"Yeah she's here." Said Brooklyn, glancing at me.
"Okay, you two have fun!" she said, and the door closed behind him.
