Meeting Macey

#Mian?

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Double update day :) enjoy my lovelies I mean Mians! Ily xoxox

•IAN'S POINT OF VIEW•

I anxiously leave the hospital. I thought I've lasted pretty well in there. I mean 3 days and no contamination, virus or bug. I'm impressed. I shrug it off as I shove my hands in my cosy jacket, a deep charcoal polo Laurence jacket to be precise. I chuckle at the thought of Macey saying: "What the hell is Yolo Taurance?" She's adorable.

I register to a suite, top floor overlooking the Harbour Bridge. I take the stone cold elevator 34 floors up until I reach my tiring destination. Unlocking the room to: '345' I run to the windows as I open the curtain peering below my apartment is Luna Park. A definite yes. The water is a reflection of whirling lights that flicker across the flat harbour. I collapse onto my bed as I unmute my phone and call Anthony. My REAL manager.

"Anthony Chistens how can I help?" "Hey Chris, you know that Michael bloke you brought out for me?" "Yes Ian." "I fired him and I'd appreciate you mentioned it to his company manager. Anyway, I'm in need of a fill." "Lemme have a look Ian." He says as I hear several clicks and keyboard pattering across the line. "There's a guy named Ramond Florence we can hire." "Thanks." I mutter to him. "How long do you Intend to stay Ian?" He asks curiously, dependent on my acting career. "We'll I met this girl.." I say nervously unsure of his reaction. "And you think there's a chance to be with her?" He says sternly. "Yes. She is incredible and I'd rather spend all my Days with her in Australia than anyone else." "So maybe it's your chance for your precious gap year?" He says determined to please me. "Yes. But after December next year, I might be here for good." I say grinning at the thought. "Goodnight Ian." He says off topic humorously. "Night mate." I say hanging up.

I decide to check twitter. What? This app is genius. You have the ability to waste time and entertain yourself too.
I yawn crossing my legs under the plush velvet purple Duna. I look at my newsfeed. I usually have the loveable fans: "I love you Ian! Xox," The desperate lonely fans: "My numbers 0766432745 call me xx," The capital fans: "OMG IAN I LOVE YOU OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS ILYSM XOXOX," and the haters: "Fag." But they weren't there. "What the fuck?" I mutter under my breath.

All the tweets I receive are retweets of the picture of Macey and myself with the comment: "#mian 4 ever xx" or "#mian ILYSM." What's Mian? Is it like a bug in my hair in the picture? A new brand?

I text Macey to her cheap Nokia. Its not free, iPhone to shit. I chuckle.
"Hey Mace, what's #mian? Xx" I send it and I comment to my followers: "My lovelies, Please explain Mian ;) ilysm. Xx" I tweet and within months responses are flooding my inbox but I took priority in the reply of Macey's text message first.

"Shit. Ian they made a ship name for us. Macey + Ian =Mian. They think we are a couple? Xx"


FUCK.


•MACEY'S POINT OF VIEW•

"You have 1 new voicemail message." The sound of my phone vibrating as I wake up. It's 4am, dark and all I gather from the sounds outside is that it's raining. Juuust perfect. I answer the phone. It's a blocked number.

"Hello?" I ask sleepily, rubbing my eyes with my right hand, resting my neck as I multitask. "Hey it's Ian." He says anxiously. "Why do you have a blocked number?" I say as I close my eyes, not bothered by my surroundings. "My phone is flooded with tweets and Instagram comments so I'm charging it." I laugh. "Why do you call me at 4 in the morning? Is something wrong?" I sit up nervously." "We need to talk. Meet me near the hospital sign? We can go for a drive and get a proper meal. Being crutches." I smirk at the thought and agree. "10 minutes. Don't be late." I say smoothly hanging up.

I shove my ugg boot on my good ankle and limp to the other side of the room grabbing the crutches. Just beside the chairs, there is a whiteboard so I write: "Going with Ian for a coffee, be back soon Xox."

I wonder out and sit by the sign and just pray he takes us to a decent plaza.




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Hope you liked it! What will happen at the coffee shop? :) xx