In Your Dreams

4 || Emmett Larkin

I stare at my phone for a solid minute, confused on why I'm waiting for her to reply. My eyes narrowed and felt a twinge of disappointment in my chest when she hadn't replied to my message. Maybe she's already with her friends in the Café. I still wanted to see how she would reply to my message. She already read the message since it's showing that she'd seen it. She just didn't want to reply.

I think that's for the best anyway. I've nearly got expose after that one message I've sent her. Luckily, I've immediately thought of a lie, plus since it's only in a form of a message, she wouldn't be able to identify that I was lying. I don't know, but something about her being a psychology major makes me think she can tell when people are lying to her. So, maybe I got away with my lie.

I was surprised I even had a dream about her during my quick nap in the rehearsal room. It was supposed to be a power nap, I never intended to last like an hour. Luckily, my bandmates hadn't shown up the moment I woke up. When I read the group chat, all of them were still getting ready. Except for Alecks, he'd told me he's going back to his dorm get his notes for fluid machinery. He has an exam later, and he honestly wants to study while rehearsing. Because “music helps him study better,” his words, not mine. If he wants to juggle rehearsal and his major exam, that's his choice. There's a reason why Hanz and Alecks are close, they're both stubborn as a mule.

Going back to my nap, I didn't expect to even had a dream of Phoebe in the day. Usually, those dreams of her only happen during the night. But this was different. It's like I'm watching her from afar. That sounded creepy, it is what it is. The only thing I've remembered in my dream was that I was wandering aimlessly around the campus then I saw Kiera and Alecks talking to each other. I couldn't understand what they were talking, but when I got closer to investigate, Alecks immediately disappeared, leaving me and Phoebe alone. She turns to me with a smile.

She never once smiled at me in real life, so seeing her smile brightly in my dreams does something in my chest that I couldn't understand. Why must she be this nice and cute in my dreams while being moody in real life? Going back, her smile made me halt in my tracks, but she was the one who went closer.

It's like how it goes during the dreams I had lately with her. We talk something that is going on in our life. Like we're having a rendezvous in a mirage-filled location. Since it's only a dream, I wasn't much concerned with what I say to her. Once I woke up, she wouldn't even know the thing I said to her when I was vulnerable. But I do care what she might say to me during the dream. Since it's been proven to me time after time that whatever she was saying came true. So I tried my best to remember and understand what she's saying during my dream.

Most of the time what she said was about how she's struggling with some of the papers she had to submit. Or how boring her life had been recently. The latter was the reason I want to spice her life up by annoying her. Maybe that's could at least make her life interesting and will keep her going and not feel bored. Plus, it's satisfying seeing her get angry at me every day. It fills my chest with happiness.

That was the summary of the dreams I had lately. We simply talk—she does the talking more—I mostly do the listening. But this time it was different. The dream earlier wasn't her talking to me about how she's life going. But rather she's telling me to do something. I still remember vividly how urgent her voice was when she kept asking me to send her a message and tell her where the location of the new Café that Hanz and Alecks were talking about earlier during Ethics class.

That honestly caught me off-guard. I was only expecting to have a quick talk with each other. And not her urgently telling me to do something. At first, I was confused, but then she kept insisting I message her immediately. The more she kept insisting me to do what she's telling me, the more I get intrigued with what's happening. Before, dreaming about her was getting annoying, since it's the same thing over and over again. At first, it was a surprise to see her face reveal itself in my dream. However, as time pass by and more dreams about her, it's slowly getting annoying. But now, it's getting interesting. She never urgently told me to do something for her.