Our Little Past (ON HOLD)

Chapter 8: Skype... What A Great Idea

Chapter 8

~Aria's POV~

    What in the world did I just do? Leaving him thinking, what the hell did she want me here for? Ugh, this is kinda even worse than fighting with Lisa.

    Okay, the reason that I haven't been responding is... I like him. So, I thought about it, maybe I liked him after all. The feeling inside whenever he's at my side makes me so glad that life brought him from heaven onto Earth. Oh no, I must be thinking to far.

    But it was so, so stupid to act like that in front of him. Instead of liking him, which is right, he thought, wrong. I've been acting to him greatly out of my reach. It's so over-the-top. And now that I've contacted what was once, impossible, life has been alot harder now. It will be risky to explain to him what happened just a few moments ago.

    I went on my laptop to enjoy the great pleasures of the Internet, trying to remove what was on my head right now. Him. Seems like it's not going to work.

    Scanning through my Twitter account, a sudden Skype notification appeared.

    Lisa_Tyler254 went online

    Wow, Lisa's online. Probably going to Skype with- Leanne. Sheesh.

    Wait- I have just thought of the greatest (most insecure) idea of all time (well, for my state just now). I'm going to Skype... Harry.

    I closed down the Safari app on my Mac and clicked on the Skype icon on the top right corner of the screen.

    I logged in and saw that he wasn't online. Aw, c'mon, why not now when I needed to speak with him, even just for a few minutes?

    harry.edward.styles went online

    Well that was quick.

    Yes, yes! I could call him. And, maybe he went online, probably because of the notifications. Thanks to the human-beings who invented those, very, very helpful (plus, alarming).

    I clicked the call button and requested him.

    Hope he accepts, hope he accepts!

    Yes!

    I saw him slightly sitting up on his bed, leaned against the wall behind him and his laptop on his lap.

    "Hey." I spoke,

    "Hi, so, what ya calling for? Uhm, and, are you going to leave me here doing nothing... again?" he asked, I bet he was keeping his anger in.

    "I-I-I am so, so sorry for leaving you without a reason... it's just..." I replied anxiously, keeping my head held down,

     "It's just?" he told me, seeming like he's waiting for a reasonable answer.

    "I'm very sorry Harry, but it's really private." To tell the truth, it really is.

    "Fine, for now, I'll just forgive you. I sweared to Charlotte that I'd never leave you hurt." 

    Phew, I thought he'd never forgive me. I've never acted like that to anyone else.

   "Thanks... You're really such a great friend." Oh my... I called him 'friend'.

    Isn't it more than just friends... close friends... best friends... then... yeah

    Well, if I put it my way, sure.