He liked politics, I liked drugs...

Chapter 2 - Texts

I woke up feeling hungover as shit from yesterday. I don't remember much other than managing to get Tom's number, and passing out on my bedroom floor. I trudged downstairs, took a handful of painkillers, and scrambled back into my bed. I checked my notifications, seeing the usual retweets, Instagram follow requests and snapchats. But at the bottom I had received a text from Tom.
Tom: Hey, just wanted to see how you are, you looked pretty stoned at school.
"Oh shit, was it really that bad" I whispered to myself
I thought it would be rude to ignore him, so I decided to reply, and I got another text from him within minutes.
Georgia: Yeah I'm alright, just feel hungover as shit 😁 xx
Tom: Haha, I'm glad you're okay, I was worried xx
Georgia: Aw, that's cute. It's nice to know someone cares xxx
Tom: I know we've only just recently met, but I'm always here :) xxx
Georgia: Thanks, same goes xx
Tom: We should meet up sometime, you're really sweet xxx
So many things were running through my mind - "Oh my god, he wants to meet up. And he said I'm sweet! Does he like me back? Do I even like him?"
I was a walking mess, who had no clue what I was thinking or doing. I sat there reflecting on what had happened for at least ten minutes, before I realised I hadn't replied.
Georgia: Yeah sounds good. When and where do you want to meet? Xxx
Tom: Tomorrow? And at the park? Xxxx
Georgia: I can't tomorrow, I'm meeting Barney. How about Sunday? Xxxx
Tom: Yeah Sunday's good - I'm going out now with my mum 😒 I'll text you soon 😘 xxxx
Georgia: Oh okay, I'll talk to you later, see ya xxxx
And that was it. I couldn't think straight - I had mixed feelings for Tom, and I desperately needed advice. I decided to text Barney and see if he was free to talk.
Georgia: Yo, Barn. Can I call you for a minute? 😘 xxx
Barney: Sure, why? xxx
Georgia: I need some advice xxxx
Barney: Let me guess. Tom?😏xxx
Georgia: Oh fuck off. And yes xxx
Barney: Knew it. Are you gonna call me or what? Xxx
Georgia: Yeah, call me instead cxx
I sat their on my bed, legs crossed with the phone on my lap, waiting for the phone call. Five minutes had passed before my familiar ring tone started to play. Arctic Monkeys - Do I wanna know? I sang along to it for a while before I picked up.
"Hey, so what did you want to talk about?" Barney asked
"It's crazy. But I think..." I hesitated
"Think what?" He requested
"I think I like Tom" I blushed
"Really?" He responded
"Yes..." I stuttered
"Georgia. You've known him for a day, and you think you love him. This isn't a fucking Disney film" he laughed
"Thanks - you're really helping" I snapped
"Woah. Lighten up, it was a joke. Somebody's moody" he grinned
"Yeah, well I'm hungover, tired and my feelings are all over the place" I moaned
"Hey, I lost my bottle of vodka and I'm not complaining" he added
"I haven't seen it" I lied
"Georgia, I can hear you drinking from it now" Barney said
I put down the bottle of vodka and chuckled awkwardly.
"Look, I'll give you whatever's left at school" I laughed
"You better" he responded
"Anyway, I'll meet you tomorrow, I'm going to chill for a bit and see if my headache goes away. Byeee" I chirped
"Good luck - and see ya" he replied
I hung up and tossed the phone onto my silk black pillows. I then proceeded to turn on my TV, start up YouTube, recline against my window, and relax. I played several music videos; closed my eyes slowly, and was finally alone with my thoughts. It felt peaceful. It felt calm. I took a deep breath in and slowly exhaled through my nose. I finally felt chilled and happy for once; I just needed to figure out things between Tom and I. I needed to be patient, and see how things go from here...