Chapter Eleven: Where Does That Leave Us?
The next morning, after showering and throwing on a Marvel tank top and black track shorts, I heard my phone ringing and went to answer it. The caller ID was "Antony>.<" so I answered. "What's up?"
"WHY DID IAN COME HOME SMILING LAST NIGHT?!" he exploded, and I pulled the phone away from my ear. "WHAT DID YOU TWO DO ARE YOU DATING WHAT'S HAPPENING HE WON'T TELL ME VIOLET WHY AREN'T YOU SAYING ANYTHING ARE YOU STILL THERE VI HELLLOOO?"
"Anthony!" I screamed and he shut up. "I told him that I just wanted to be friends."
"Then why was he smiling?!"
"I don't know!" I sighed, walking out of my bathroom into the bedroom. "Ask Ian!"
"HE WON'T TELL ME."
I pinched the bridge of my nose an closed my eyes, continuing into my living room. "Okay, okay, let me think.." Toby, I realized. "He may or may not be smiling because I told him, well he figured out, that I like-" my sentence cut off and I froze when I entered my living room.
Why was Toby standing in my living room?
"I'll call you back, Anthony..." I pressed the end button, still staring incredulously at Toby, who was staring back at me. My hand dropped to my side and I stood awkwardly for a moment. "Toby, why are you in my house? Wait, how did you get in? I thought you went back to L.A..." He strode forward before picking me up in a right hug and spinning in a circle. "Toby!" I laughed and he dropped me so that I could see the giant smile on his face.
"Ian told me everything," he placed a hand on my face, sliding his thumb across my cheek. "I thought you were in love with him," Toby shook his head.
"No," I chuckled lightly. "I'm not."
"Good," his lips crashed into mine, and my heart jumped into my throat at the pure perfection of him holding me. When he broke away, smirking, he asked, "How do you feel about me?"
"Why do you think, idiot?" I giggled before locking my arms around his neck and pecking his lips. So, maybe I wasn't in love with Toby. But I sure as hell liked him. A lot.
"So where does that leave us?" he asked, his hands sliding from my face, down my arms, to my hands. Our fingers laced together and I smiled at how tiny my hands looked in his.
"I don't know," I looked up to meet his gaze. "Are we a couple now?"
"I guess so," he nodded with a smile.
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Toby decided that he wanted to show me off, so he pulled his phone out to vlog. "Hello once again, Audience," he smiled before pushing his thumb against the lens, "INTRO OF DARKNESS THEN REDNESS THEN WHITENESS," he let go of the lens. "I have a surprise for the most amazing Audience in the entire world," he spun the camera around to face me and I waved grinning to the phone.
"Hello, Audience!"
"This is Violet! She's my girlfriend!" he kissed my cheek and I laughed. "Isn't she beautiful, Audience?" he sighed, placing a hand over his heart and wiping away a fake tear. He talked about going back and forth between L.A and Carmichael at least a million time because I was worth it, and eating lunch with Smosh and Gamebang and that they should check those out, and a bunch of other stuff. At the end he yelled, "BA DA DO DO DO DO DO SUBSCRIBE AND ALSO CHECK OUT HER YOUTUBE CHANNEL VIOLETGRAY OUTRO OF DARKNESS REDNESS WHITENESS BOOOOP!!" he panted before ending the video.
"Nice ending, Turner," I laughed.
"I thought you'd like it," he smirked, sitting next to me on the couch and wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "So, what're we doing today?"
I turned to him quizically. "Are we doing anything?"
"Well of course," he declared as if it was natural. "Wait, what's today?"
I clicked to button on my phone and when it lit up I checked the date. "June fifteenth, why?"
"Today is our anniversary, dumdum," he smiled and I found that no matter how many times I saw him smile, I would never get used to his dimples and crooked grin.
I laid my head on his lap and smiled up at him. "How are we going to make this work?"
"Easy," he chuckled, playing with my hair. "We'll spend every weekend together. We can switch off weeks, too. I'll spend a weekend at your house then you can spend one at mine."
"Oh, Gryphon would just love that," I teased.
"I knew you watched my videos!" he poked my forehead, causing my to squeeze my eyes shut. "That's an adorable face, by the way," he touched my nose.
"Thanks for noticing," I relaxed. "I try."
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After posting pictures of the two of us all over Instagram, Twitter, Tumblr and Facebook, Toby finally admitted that he should go home before Gryphon died of loneliness. "I'll be back in a few days, alright?" he rubbed his thumbs against my cheeks. "Try not to miss me too much," he pecked my lips, then my forehead, before hugging me and driving off into the night. I watched the road until there was absolutely no possibility of seeing him anymore before heading back into the house. I dragged myself to the bedroom, suddenly very bored. I lifted my mattress and snatched a small black notebook out from under it before letting the mattress drop against the frame. No teasing, okay? Yes, I still keep a diary but I had kept it since I was seven and it was important to me.
I sat on the edge of my bed, opening to the next empty page, and started scribbling my thoughts. This notebook was filled with notes, drawings, sketches, video and song ideas, feelings, everything I ever thought or felt went in here. Tonight, I was writing about Toby. I wrote about his beautiful curls, his happy hazel eyes, his crooked grin, his dimples, the way he threw his head back and forth like a maniac when he laughed, how warm he was, the way his fingers curled around my cheeks, the way everytime he kissed me it always seemed to be soft yet rough at the same time... I traced the words on the page, imagining Toby and smiling. I really didn't deserve such a great guy. He had no idea how messed up I was inside. My smile dropped as memories of my past flashed through my mind, and I clenched my hands into fists as my entire body tensed. I felt the scar on the back of my neck, remembering. I usually covered it with my hair so nobody could see the crooked and ugly pink line that ran along my neck, scowling.
That night I slept in fits, curled into a ball while I slipped in and out of nightmares.
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