In Your Dreams

42 || Emmett Larkin

I love my life. I love everything is happening in my life. Especially today, the events of today had been real fun. So fun in fact that I feel like my insides are burning due to the amount of fucking joy I'm feeling. Who knew the feeling of joy can burn me inside? The universe knew, and it made me feel it. So, so, fucking much. I feel so joyful that I want to let Alecks feel my joy too. Like, I sense that he'll appreciate this kind of joy I'm feeling. Too bad he isn't here, and he's cowardly hiding in the safety of his home. But if he's, in fact, here with me, I would smother him with joy until he's 6-feet under the ground.

I did try to call him, but he refuses to answer my calls after he hangs up with me without any explanation nor chance for me to share him my colorful thoughts. I even ask Phoebe to call him with her phone so that Alecks will be surprise that it'll be my voice and now Phoebe's. Sadly, he didn't answer Phoebe's call as well. Makes me think that Alecks is too shy to even let us share our joy with him.

Wait, scratch that. It's just my joy, since Phoebe looks miserable. Like look at her with her small smile and bright expression as I walk her home in the middle of the evening. The misery in her face is so awful. I wish I could change that, too bad I'm too joyful to even care.

Call me selfish. No, literally, call me selfish because I ain't sharing this fucking joy with Phoebe.

“Are you okay?” Phoebe turns around, begins to walk backwards and eyed me curiously. “You've been grumbling stuff under your breath. Makes me think you're trying to put a hex on me.” She grins. Just look at that misery on her face, it's just awful. I blame Alecks for this one. Like, how dare he inflict this misery on her face?

I want to feel bad, but the joy inside of me is uncontrollable. I can't help it but to feel fucking joy.

“I'm ecstatic!” I smile at her, even dared to yell my words in public and spread my arms around like a fucking idiot. “What makes you think otherwise?” I ask through gritted teeth.

She shakes her head, “I just thought you're having an internal tantrum from all the grumbling under your breath.” A soft chuckle came out of her before finally turning away from me.

Once her head is turned around, the smile on my face quickly dissipates and turned back to a deep frown. I made sure to be at least a foot away to return to my grumbling. After a while, the joy that I'm feeling finally subsided and simply accepted my faith until we've reached Phoebe's dormitory.

“How far are we?” I ask, trying to keep up with her pace until I arrive by her side. “Please don't tell you we're not at least half of the way.”

“Then I won't tell you.” She picked up the pace of her strides. Too bad for her, I can keep up with her without leaving a sweat. “Relax,” She mutters once I'm back on her side again. “My dorm didn't far from here. Just a few more blocks.” Phoebe turns her head to flash me a small smile.

The cold evening air swept down on us, giving both of us a chill down to our spine. I watch as Phoebe hugs herself right after that cold wind caressing her skin. Funny how that's her reaction despite the fact that she's wearing a hideous jacket. A grin forms on my face the moment something come up in my mind regarding her bright-colored jacket.

“You know, you can safely walk in the middle of the road during this time of hour.” I glance up, watching as some of the streetlights had dim lighting casting down on us. She slowly turned her head at me with a confused expression. Turn to face her and flash a wide grin, “The drivers will immediately see you with th—”

“Oh, fuck you, Emmett.” She immediately mutters before I could even finish a sentence.

I release a loud laugh as she clutches around her hideous jacket. “Seriously, why are you even wearing that?” I glance down at the brightly colored jacket that's out of place with her dark-colored outfit. “You've been adamant of not removing it when we're in the rehearsal room earlier.”