Distant Love

chapter 4

"So you and Troye are finally conversing, huh." my mother glanced at me. I nodded with a big grin on my face as I slurped up the freshly made spaghetti.  

"How old is he again?"  

"Mum! He's only 17! Besides, he lives in Perth and that's on the other side of Australia."  

"At least you two can talk like Jai Brooks and Ariana Grande." 

I dropped my fork onto my foot.  

"Ouch!" I hoped up, bounced up and down, grasping my foot. After it settled down a bit, I sat back at the table.  

"How do you know this mum? Like Jai and Ariana?" I asked frantically. She glanced at me, "I'm not that old." I laughed and continued my dinner.

As I was walking down the hallway my recently brushed hair flicked behind my shoulders and onto the back of my polka dot pajamas.  

"Night mum!" I shouted as I closed the door. I saw a light come from beside my bed. I instantly pounced towards it realizing it was my phone. I lifted the screen to see who it was.

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Troye

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I swiped my phone unlocked and read the message.

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Goodnight beautiful x 

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I froze. 

"Am I in real life or is this a dream?" I said as I slapped myself across my flushed cheeks.  

"Reply, Poppy!" I chanted over and over. I sent him a simple goodnight with a kiss. I settled down into bed and pondered what could happen between Troye and I.

I didn't end up falling asleep until around 2 am an it was Sunday today so I could sleep in. It was around 11am when my phone started to ring. I swung my arm over to my bedside table where my phone had been charging and answered it without looking.

"Hello?"  

"Morning gorgeous" I heard a sexy morning voice reply. I knew it was him but I wasn't really expecting him to call so soon.  

"Sorry if I woke you." He apologized.  

"Nah it's fine, I needed a wake up call anyway." I laughed.  

"You know how we're only three states apart?" Troye went on.  

"Yeah." 

"We'll it turns out it costs a fair but of money to call you." 

"Why did you call then?" 

"To hear your voice..." 

"Aww" I couldn't help myself, it just came out.  

"And to tell you to get on Skype so I can save money to come see you." 

"What?" 

"Nothing. Have you got your computer on?" He avoided what I think he just said.  

"No but I can." 

"I'll call you on Skype." 

"You do know I have bed hair, right?"  

"Doesn't bother me."

We said our quick goodbyes and were soon chatting away on Skype. Face to computer to computer to face. We were miles away yet I felt so close as if we could touch. We clicked just like that. I heard a knock on my door. Of coarse, great timing... Again.

I looked at Troye and pressed a finger to my lip, "Yeah mum?"

"Who ya talkin' to?"

"Uh. Troye." I could feel my cheeks burning red. She's gonna say something embarrassing, I know it.

"Oh him, that's the boy you're always going on about all day, isn't it?" she had the biggest grin on her face. I knew it, she was planning this. Mum must have sat up all night waiting for the right moment to walk and say this. I couldn't wait for Troye's reaction of all of this. Messy bun, oversized grey 'BROOKLYN 78' singlet, track pants and now my mother? My eyes dropped to the screen of my white macbook and Troye sat there amused at what my mother had just said. He had messy hair too. It was all sexy and wavy and just all over the place. Oh shit! I was staring again. My eyes drifted from Troye's and to my mothers golden brown ones. Oh no.. she's going to say something super embarassing. Please no. I gave her a sympathetic look.

"You know I hear all those late night phone calls with Kira." the smile on her face grew bigger as my cheeks darkened with hot pink. Kira is my best friend. She's tall, tanned, super pretty, brown hair, brown eys, skinny, she's literally perfect and she knows it! She's the kind of person who will listen to you rattle on about one guy you're totally in love with and not care how many hours it goes for. Just only if you let her have her share of talking about her boyfriend, Bertie. I swear they are going to get married. You know when you're on tumblr and you see those "I wish i had a relationship like that" pictures? They're even cuter, it's not even funny.

"You talk about me to your friends?" he piped up with a big cheesey grin on his face.

"All the time!" I heard my mother shout. I jumped off my bed and to my mum, gently shoving her out of door, "You need to leave now.."

Troye was laughing, oh gosh.. why? I settled back down on my bed and apologized.

"You never answered me." he said softly. He pressed his lips together and rolled his bottom lip in. Was he really trying to make me faint or what?

"Only to Kira." I whispered.

"That's cute." he laughed, "I have a confession too.." My eyes met his dusty blue ones as I waited for him to speak.

"My whole family thinks this is crazy."

"They think what is crazy?" I couldn't help myself but question.

"That this could ever work. I mean we live so far away and we've never even met or anything I just really-"

"I wish I could shut you up with a kiss right now." shit, word vomit. Troye froze, his cheeks beginning to change colour.

"Troye, I wanna make this work." Gee, what was with me today? Just saying whatever comes to my head, I should really think beforehand.

"I do too." that's when it hit me. My stomach did backflips and forget about butterflies, I had my own personal zoo.

Just before Troye had to leave he told me that we had been talking for exactly four hours and thirty-six minutes. I walked over to my cupboard and chucked on some high waisted demin shorts and a baggy black tank top and headed down the hall for lunch.

"Mum, can Kira stay the night? It's holidays remember.." I asked as I scanned the pantry for any interesting food. She nodded as I walked away unsatisfied with no food. My phone buzzed as I walked down the white halls to my room. My phone was instantly to my ear, "Just who I was about to call! You're staying over tonight, no questions asked. I wanna show you something.. well, someone."