Thinking about how I never really did get to answer his question, you would think he's hoping for a response today. I didn't really intellectually get to know him so I should say yes. But what if he's a killer, drug dealer, rapist, I don't know these things so should say no.
But... We did almost have a moment, I think I should go, it's just a friendly visit to one another's house. Then I get a text.
Unknown: (still on for this weekend?)
Me: (who's this?)
Unknown: (oh it's tyler, Kylie gave me your number.)
I'm gonna break her fingers.
Me: (oh well, yeah... I'll be there. Friday after school.)
Unknown: (okay. Are you coming to school?)
I didn't reply nor read it completely, it was in my notifications bar so I decided not to read.
I would've added the number into my phone but I don't have a picture of him, and I would like to have a picture instead of just a name.
Walking around, pacing, not really pacing but just walking forward, forward downstairs. I was trying to decide weather I should go to school or not, I most likely will, I always hated skipping school.
Then my mom who I thought was at work comes down stairs all dressed.
"Good morning, I thought you were at school. It's 9:45." Mom said
"Yeah, good morning and whatever, I just woke up recently." I say
"Oh well, I'm glad your still here, a friend of mines would like to meet you."
I pause before I speak... Then I go
"Who? Why? I didn't do anything. Of I go to jail your going with me, I'm BRING EVERYONE DOWN!" I say dramatically
"Um, calm down, she just wants to meet you, she's going out Friday with her husband and I told her you could watch her son, benfred."
Friday? Friday? I'm thinking. Oh wait! Me and tyler have something planned Friday.
"Sorry, I can't." I say
"But me and her were going to double date." She says
Oh my gosh not now, I already decided I wanted to go now I possibly can't.
"When does she want to meet?" I ask
"Well I told her lets meet at three when I know your home but I can get her to come now." She responded
"Sure why not." Looks like I get to stay home
I went upstairs while she made her call and I went on my Instagram. I'm scrolling and scrolling and I see this bitch took a picture with tyler. Freaking alice bloom took a picture with Ty and posted it on Instagram. With the caption
(Look at my bro)
Bitch he's been here three days and y'all already sisters and bro's and HELL NAH. So I see people was commenting like aww goals. What. The. F*ck?! So I see he was tagged in it so me being me I started to lurk or I tried.
His page is freaking private. Oh my gosh. I would have to request him to follow him. If I do that than he would know that I wanna see his page and I'm not about to do that so I was like f*uck it and went on with life, but I liked the picture first just in case I wanted to follow him later on.
I turn on the tv and just watch whatever is on since I cannot seem to find my damn remote. I notice I'm famished so after a few minutes of what I think this is... Um... Dr who. I go down stairs and rummage through cabinets to find the brownie boxes.
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