48 Days of Hell

Chapter 6

Right, left, right left, that's how my feet went as I was walking home from the beach.

Oliver, Oliver, Oliver.

That's how my mind went on my way back home.

What is it with this guy? Why does he make me feel obsessed with him after knowing him just for one day? There is something about him, something that makes him distinct and makes me want him. It's like, that something about him, is obscure. What is it ?

As I got home, I made my way upstairs, threw my bag and phone on my bed then slipped out of my dress. I lifted both my arms up and across my head then stared at myself in the mirror.

''We need to loose some weight don't we?'' I said to myself then walked lazily to the bathroom.

After the shower I got changed into my pyjama: red top with petite penguins all over it and plain grey bottoms. I jumped on my bed then crawled under the cover, picked up my phone and checked the time. Fifteen minutes past ten already. 

Ten minutes later, after failing to try and fall asleep, I kicked the covers off me since I was boiling hot. I stared at the sombre ceiling till I heard a buzz noise. It was my phone; it was Oliver. As I started reading his message an immense smile was drawn onto my face. ''Heyy, I hope I didn't wake you up or anything, but if I did.......... sorry. O:'' said his message

''Nahh, I'm wide awake. :P'' I replied

Oliver- I'm wide awake, not losing any sleep, I picked up every piece, and landed on my feet I'm wide awake, need nothing to complete myself, no. Haha, sorry, it just reminded me of that song when you said 'wide awake' xD Anyway, I really liked it today. c:

Me- Oh haha, I liked it too. :3

Three minutes later I heard my phone ringing. I picked it up and answer the call. ''You dumb ass, why would you call me'' I whispered to the phone

''Cause... I felt like it'' I heard Oliver's sleepy voice say

''Fair enough'' I said

''Gemma'' he said my name in quite a serious tone

''Yes?'' I asked

''Would you like to meet up again tomorrow? It's okay if you don't want to, I'm just asking since I have no plans for tomorrow and... I kind of... want to... see you again'' he said

I grinned to myself and replied teasingly ''Hmm, I don't know, I'd have to check my calendar if I have time tomorrow'' 

''Just answer with a yes or no!'' he said a little louder than before

''No'' I lied

''No?''

I giggled a bit and said ''I'm kidding, sure we can. What time and where?'' 

''You bitch. Emmmmm..... I'll pick you up at 16:00?'' he propounded

''Dickhead. Emm yeah, okay. I'll see you tomorrow then'' I said

''Okay. So, night Gemma. Sleep well'' he said and yawned at the end

''Goodnight, Oliver'' I said and hung up

***

When the clock struck three in the afternoon, I opened my wardrobe doors wide and stared blankly at my clothes.

''Wha to wear, what to wear..'' I thought out loud.

Few minutes later I decided on wearing black ripped skinny jeans, a baggy white tank top with a skull on each side, blue army boots and some necklaces and bracelets. I made my way downstairs as Oliver would be here in twenty minutes, so why not wait downstairs for him?