you can do magic [T.L]

Magic

"Is it pathetic that I still sleep with his shirt? I mean, it's been over a week since I left." I ask Zoe over the phone.

"I think it's kinda cute, it shows that you still love him!" She says.

"I hate that I miss him so much. I did this to myself and he probably hates me by now." I say, fiddling with my charm bracelet. I run a finger on the two new charms.

I still can't believe they got a charm custom made for me.

"He doesn't hate you! Stop saying that!" She says.

"You had to go and take care of your family. We are all so happy that Emma feels better! Stop being hard on yourself over this. If you still miss him that much when you get back here, I'll personally drive you to his house, okay?" She says

"It's all so stupid." I say with a sigh.

"Wait, I have an idea!" Zoe burst out. I give her a strange look through the screen.

"You follow each other on insta, right?" She asks. I nod, still with a strange look.

"Can I post something on your story?" She asks.

We have the login to each other's accounts. I'm not really sure why, though.

"Sure?" I say, feeling slightly nervous.

"Just trust me, okay?" She says with a mysterious smile.

"Okay." I say.

"Aaand it's up." She says after about a minute.

That was fast.

"Can I check it?" I ask.

"Yes, but you are not allowed to delete it!" She says.

"Okay, I'm kinda nervous now." I say with a laugh. I open Instagram and click on my story.

It's a black and white selfie I took a little over a week ago, back at Tommy's house. I'm wearing Tommy's hoodie, covering half of my face with it. You can see a bit of my smile.

I really like this photo.

Above my head, she has put the text 'back in London in a week, hopefully back with you soon'. I look up at her with a raised eyebrow

"Do you think he'll see it?" I mumble, nervously. She looks at me with a smile.

"I don't think, I know." She assures me, with a smile.

"There's just still something I don't understand." She says, after a little while.

I look at her with a raised eyebrow.

"What?" I ask.

"You say you miss him and the rest quite a lot, yet you haven't responded to any of their texts or calls for 3 days." She says. I look at her totally confused.

I haven't gotten anything from them, anywhere?

"What are you talking about?" I ask.

"I got a call earlier from Clem. He sounded quite worried, since you haven't responded for days." She says.

"My phone got stolen 4 days ago, remember? I had to get a new phone and number, but I only remembered your number." I say.

"Yeah, but he said that they had tried on instagram too." She says.

"Give me a second." I say, as I take my phone up and open instagram. I slide to look at my dm's but I can't see anything.

"Nothing." I mumble.