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"Your favorite band?"
"Coldplay or Radiohead." I answer, and Delilah gasps, "No way, I love Coldplay-What's your favorite song?"
It was currently one in the morning, and for some reason instead of being asleep like I know I should be.
I've been talking to Delilah about music and TV shows for the past fifteen minutes, and It feels like every time I ask her a question and the more we talk she gets more talkative and less shy.
"Yellow- It was one of the first songs I learned to play on the guitar."
"Really? Wait, that's so cool, you should totally play it for me."
"Right now?" I chuckled, causing Delilah to laugh before saying. "No, not right now, but maybe another time like whenever I see you again."
"Yeah that sounds like a better idea, So what's your favorite band?"
"Coldplay, Maroon five and Plain White T's."
"You listen to Play White T's?" I ask, astonished, "Wait, don't tell me your favorite song is Hey There Delilah?"
Delilah laughs again, and for some reason the sound makes me laugh.
"Well..I like the song All We Neededas well, but I listen to Hey There Delilahthe most because it has my name in it."
"Well that makes sense, It's a good song."
"Yeah, back to what we were talking about before, have you been convinced to watch One Tree Hill yet?"
"That depends, have I convinced you to watch American Psycho yet?" I retorted with a grin on my face.
"I suppose you have, but only if you start watching what I want you to watch."
"Okay, I'll start watching it. So your birthday is in a few weeks, right?"
"Good, I expect updates when you do, but yeah it's March twelfth."
"It's your sixteenth, so I imagine you're doing something, right?"
Delilah goes silent for several moments, like I asked something wrong. I open my mouth to say something but she speaks first.
"Uh, Yeah probably. I have to go, I'm tired, bye." Then she hangs up.
I stare down at my phone extremely confused as to what the fuck just happened? Maybe she doesn't like her birthday or something? But I really have no idea.
I turn off my phone and strip out of my sweatpants, then I hear a crashing sound from downstairs.
What the fuck?
I throw my phone on my bed, and head downstairs, it's probably one of my sisters or whatever guy Annabeth has been hooking up with in the past few weeks.
