wildest dreams- 198nights

25. Question...?

1989's POV

I was so sure that this confession would change my life completely but actually...nothing happened. Midnights didn't ask me to be her girlfriend, she also didn't ask me out. Literally a moment after her words, when I was screaming with joy inside, a teacher approached us taking her for some meeting. She smiled apologetically, telling me, "We'll talk later." Literally, amazing timing. That's why from that moment on, I kept glancing at my phone screen, hoping for a message or a call from her.

The sun was slowly starting to set and still no message from Midnights. I was starting to doubt if this was a good decision. Maybe she was just answering me out of politeness or...I don't know. She probably didn't like talking about feelings, but I think she was rather honest with me.

I was sitting in my room not really knowing what to think about all this. One thing I was sure of was that the whole feeling I had for Midnights was so strong and I've never felt this way for someone. I felt best in her company. I craved her attention. I wanted to know absolutely everything about her and talk about stupid things and serious life topics. I wanted to spend all my free time together and even that would not be enough.

My parents weren't home, so this whole waiting was even harder. The house was completely silent, so quiet that I could hear my own heart beating and the ticking of old antique clock in the hall, audible upstairs.

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt uneasy. A shiver ran through me when I thought I heard the floor creak slightly. At that moment I wasn't sure if I had locked the front door. I swallowed hard as I got out of bed. Maybe I was getting paranoid but when I heard my door handle turn gently, I froze. I grabbed a lamp, which was standing on my bedside table and stood behind my bedroom door, which opened at the same moment. I closed my eyes and swung my hand. I opened them when I felt a squeeze on my wrist to see Midnights staring at me with amusement and stopping my hand in the air.

"Oh my god! I almost killed you!" I breathed a sigh of relief.

"With a pink fuzzy lamp? Seriously Nine?" Midnights raised an eyebrow as she looked at my face searchingly.

"I almost died of fear!" I screamed still feeling myself shaking, I put the lamp back in its place and grabbed my head. The adrenaline was slowly letting go and I started blushing so hard.

"But you're safe and sound so everything's fine" Midnights shrugged indifferently scanning me with her eyes. I realized I was wearing the most homely and sloppy outfit I could have while she looked so effortlessly classy and neatly. My cheeks turned even redder this time with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expected you to come" I covered my face with my hands. This situation was so awkward, and I looked absolutely terrible in some random long-sleeved shirt and jeans that didn't match it at all.

"Hey! That's fine, you look great, stop saying sorry" Midnights said coming up to me smiling gently and I looked at her with gratitude.

"Thank you" I said quietly and then I realized that Midnights had probably come here to finish that conversation we had before. I looked into her eyes as if I wanted to anticipate what she might say. "Okay so, um...I don't know what to say" I decided I would be honest, I had really told her everything. I send a silly smile towards Midnights trying to look relaxed as much as possible.

"Me neither, I actually forgot what I wanted to say" she replied, her voice was so smooth that sent shivers through my whole body.

"Do I make you nervous?" I don't know why I asked that, just all that talk about her forgetting what she wanted to say. God I'm stupid and I can't flirt.