False Hope

CHAPTER 2

*A.N*

Hey readers,

Well, I really hate to do this to you but "False Hope" isn't appreciated enough on wattpad and the number of votes is beyond the low level so, from now on, I'll update every week as my usual until I reach chapter 5. But I won't start on chapter 6 with less than 200 votes.
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I really wish that my words did change something:)
And yeah, I'd like to thank those who voted for every chapter, ILY.

Adam's POV;

"What do you want to eat for lunch today?" My father asks me as he takes a sip of his tea.

"We can just order a pizza or something". I suggest.

"Do you have any plans for today?" He asks his usual question.

"No, actually. I'm just going to call James and ask him what he's up to". I say and grab my phone from my pocket.

"Tell him Luke says hi". He says and I nod.

"What's up man". James voice says as he picks up.

"I'm good, so good actually". I say.
"You told Luke about the sexy thighs?" James asks referring to Carol.

"Stop calling her that". I warn him and my father giggles.

"And to answer your question, i did tell him". I add and Luke...my father giggles more. "What are you up to?" I ask him.

"There's a party now". He says.

"Where?"

"Bart's. Bring Luke and come"

"Actually, we can't. We have plans for today. Besides she's coming for dinner tonight". I whisper.

"Be careful with Luke man. He'd take the hottie from you". He laughs so hard from the phone.

"I know...I know". I join him. "Yeah, he says hi anyway".

"Really, let me talk to him". He says and I hand the phone to my father.

As the phone first touch his ear he laughs so hard and I wonder what would be James telling him.

"Yeah yeah. He will regret that". My father says laughing.

"Are you talking about me or something?" I ask.

"No, Adam. Absolutely not". My father giggles.

"What would I regret?" I ask.

"Nothing". He laughs. "See ya". He says through the phone and hands it to me.

"I think my friends are more to be yours". I tell my father.

"They just like me". He laughs.

"More than me, obviously". I add and laugh with him.

"They like both of us".
"They're throwing a party at Brat's. James said you should come". I change the subject.

"I hate that guy".

"So do I". I agree with him.

"Why don't you tell Carol to stay with us for tomorrow?"

"Really? She can?"

"Yeah. Why not I mean? She can stay at the guest room and you can take her to the beach the other day".

"Really? Is that okay with you?" I can't hide my excitement.

"Yeah. You can really go on a camping trip or something. When I was in your age, I would had taken every chance to go to a beach or camping with my friends and enjoy my life". He says and smiles at his memory which seems to be beautiful.