Nerd { Ongoing }

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

-Chrissy's P.O.V-

I grabbed my phone and frantically searched for Andrew's facebook to get his phone number. Slamming my fingers on the screen on my phone, I found Andrew's facebook profile.

"Got it!" I said happily as I hastily typed down his phone number, calling him.

Beep...beep...beep...

Oh my gosh what if he's reading it? Or..or maybe he's not at home and can't pick up the call?! Or worse, what if he dropped it and someone else picked it up?! GOD SHUT UP CHRISSY. He's not reading it okay. Girl. Chill.

"Hello?"

"THANK GOD! Andrew! Andrew, Andrew, Andrew!" I babbled out, relieved he picked up the call.

"What? Wait...Chrissy? How did you get my phone number?" he asked, taking this all in.

"I'll explain later. Right now I need you to do something super important. People's lives depend on it! And only you, Andrew Garfield, can make it happen."

"Woah woah, okay what's the big deal?"

"Don't touch your backpack."

"What? Why? I need to study Chrissy I can't just..."

"Just do it Andrew! Please please please..I'll give you anything you want, ANYTHING!" I pleaded, not caring about my pride. My diary was my number one priority.

"Okay, calm down Chrissy. I promise alright?"

"Okay good! Now give me your address."

"My address? Wait..you're not coming to my hou--?"

"--yes I am coming to your house. So please, Andrew? I'm sorry but I'll make it snappy." I said as politely as I could.

"Okay, hold on. I'll text you my address."

*Beep*

"OMG I didn't know you lived in Knightsbridge (It's a really expensive neighbourhood in Britain) too!"

"Well yeah, I do. So..guess you're hurrying over to get your um..stuff?"

"Oh yes right. I'm on my way. See you there!" I shouted before I hanged up. Grabbing my purse and wearing my heels, I rushed outside.

Since Andrew lived in my neighbourhood, it wouldn't take long to get to his house by foot. So I figured, I'd run.

Wearing my heels was a mistake. Every step made me feel as if I was going to fall over or my feet was going to break. Still, I ran on. What could I do anyway. Stupid me.

"Almost...there..!" I huffed, gaining speed.

*CRACK*

Immediately, I toppled over, managing to catch myself at the last moment with my hands.

"Oww..." I said rubbing my hands as I tried to get up. As soon as I stood up, something felt wrong. I turned and looked down at my feet. Dang it. One of my heels broke. In frustration, I took off both of my heels and picked them up with one hand. I ran barefooted straight towards Andrew's house.

I reached a row of expensive mansions. Looking around, I felt sure I was in the wrong place.

"Urgh! This is so stupid! How did I even end up here?!" I yelled, fuming. I fished out my iPhone from my handbag and checked Andrew's text just to make sure. Hold on a minute, I was in the right place. This was the exact place which Andrew texted me.

"In fact...I should be right in front of his hou--" I gasped. THIS was his house?!

Instead of a small titchy little house which I imagined, I stood before a huge gorgeous mansion with an olympic sized swimming pool right in front of it. The tall beautiful gates made me feel as if I was an intruder to the president's house. Andrew was rich?!