Just Me and You (Cole Johnson)

☆ Chapter Five ☆

It's be a few days since the whole fight-ish I had with Jeremy and I can't help but think, why has Cole Johnson been so nice to me? Before I stuck up (tried to) for him in the street I don't think we have ever shared a glance and now I have gave him my number?

Is it bad that I've only known him for what, a week? And I actually find him kinda cute. He's a lot nicer than any other boy I've even just walked past and he just seems different.

I don't even know where I'm going with this, ever since our first interaction I haven't even really been able to stop thinking about him. I never realised before how pretty his smile is and don't me started on his eyes, and what was that about when he called me outstanding? Lacey cmon now he probably forgot about that in seconds.

Now about this blood cult business, why do I kind of believe it? I don't think any genuine person could ever just make up something like that, and from what I've experienced so far, Cole is a pretty genuine person. I wanna talk about it to him at some point but I don't want to scare him off. I do feel bad for him, why doesn't anyone believe him? Or am I just as 'crazy' as him? Hell I've even heard rumours his parents don't believe him and put him on special medication.

Come to think of it, I gave Cole my number a couple of day ago now. Why hasn't he texted me or called yet?

With that thought I stopped writing in my dairy I thought I would barely use but here we were. But now that I am thinking of it why hasn't he at least texted me? Or is that a thing where guys just ask for numbers and never text? God I am really overthinking this.

I sat there for a good 5 minutes staring at my notification deprived phone, this is just stupid I need to do something with my day.

Eventually I decided to just meditate seeing as I haven't done that in ages and I needed to release the stress I have built up over the eventful week I've had.
I stood up and walked over to my shelf full of crystals and carefully picked up a couple of amethyst pieces to meditate with. I remember reading a long time ago amethyst makes you feel calm and helps you detoxify your brain which in this case, is ideal.

I set out my amethyst around me on the floor and began to breath in through my nose slowly and then again, back out of my nose.
I got about 4 minutes in when my mum knocked on the door, "Lace can I come in?". I got up and quickly tossed my diary under my bed, "Yeah come in mom".

She opened the door, "Hey I actually got a call for you downstairs-" that's strange? If anyone wants me they just text my normal phone. "I think he said his name was Joel? Or Cole? Something like that and he asked to speak to you, do you know him?". Cole!! Why did he call my house phone though? How did he even GET my house phone number? "Uh yeah I do sorta, is he still on the line?", she replied "Yeah I asked him if he could wait so I could come get you". "Oh right".

I made my way downstairs and closed the sitting room door so my mom couldn't hear, "Uh hey is this Cole?" I said feeling nervous, wondering why he had rung me. "Oh hey Lacey! Sorry that I haven't been able to text you or anything I actually think you might've given me the wrong number." oh thank god! Why was I so anxious? And of course that's why he didn't call, I put in the wrong number!! Typical of me. "Uh Lacey you there?" I realised I hadn't replied.  "Oh- uh- yeah I am sorry" I laughed softly, "Honestly I'm not surprised that I put the wrong number in I'm not exactly amazing at remembering things" he laughed back. I paused for a moment, "How did you get my house number if you don't mind me asking?" How did he get it?

He ended up explaining to me how he went through the towns phone book and eventually found my family number and decided to give it a try since he was too shy to ask for my number again, similar minds think alike.

We chatted for a lot longer than I had realised, I checked my phone and, 2 hours?!? We've been talking to each other for 2 hours?!! Wow time is a funny thing. We spoke about what interested us both and school and you know the usual stuff, nothing about the blood cult surprisingly.

"Hey Lacey before I forget, could I get your number? like the real one" I burst out laughing because of the question he'd just asked, "Of course you can Cole! Here, I'll read it out from my phone so I get it right this time". I slowly read out every number  to make sure it was accurate this time.

I was about to start another conversation when my mom opened the door and stuck her head around the door. "Your food is ready" she mouthed to me and I nodded to tell her I'd come off the phone. "Hey Cole sorry to cut the convo but my food's kinda ready, talk to you soon?" I said biting my lip on the other end of the phone. "Of course it's been fun talking to you, I have to go help my mom with the groceries now anyway, see ya!", the call ended.

I made my way to the kitchen to see my 2 sisters, brother and parents already sat at the table. My sisters were smirking at me while my brother was sort of starting me down, what was that about? I sat down and thanked mom for cooking.

I was about one mouthful in when I looked up to see my siblings all had the same expressions still so I finally asked, "Is there a problem or?" feeling concerned. My sister Izzy opened her mouth "We have heard a rumour that youuuu have been speaking to a boy", oh seriously! "What are you saying? Just because some dude wanted to talk to me for a few minutes doesn't mean you guys need to make a big deal!" My other sister Beth decided to open her mouth too, "Girl you cannot tell me 2 hours is just a few minutes!" things were starting to get heated thankfully my dad said. "Girls leave her alone, you never know they could just be talking as friends? What happened to that?", "Thank you dad!!" at least someone has common sense.

For the next minute or so we were sat in silence continuing with our meal, "Is he nice." my brother said bluntly. "What?" I replied not knowing what else to say. "Is he nice?" He said once more, "I mean I guess, why?". He didn't even say why he just said "If he hurts you ever in any shape, way or form then...I'll crack his skull open.". "Uh, thank you?" I was a bit clueless to what to say to that and my mom looked just as shocked.

I went to sleep that night reliving the conversation I had with Cole. He's so much more fun to talk to than I thought, I don't understand why he's picked on so much? If people would just give him a chance.

A.N: word count-1287
Starting to properly get into this!