Jet Black Heart - A.I. (UNDER EDITING)

Chapter Twelve

*Diana's POV*

*Wednesday, 8th of December, 2021*

"Diana, there's a call for you," my workmate, Fallon, says, holding the phone out to me. 

I mouth a 'thank you' while taking the phone and answering.

"Hello?"

"Hey Ana," Wyatt replies warmly.

"What's up?" I ask.

"Uh...we need you to come home, asap," Wyatt replies hesitantly.

"Who's we?" I ask, raising my eyebrow.

"Your mother and myself," he specifies.

"What's it for?" 

"Uh, it's important. I can't explain now, but please, just come asap," he sighs. Whatever he wants me to be home for is not good.

"Uh, o-okay, I should be home soon, I guess," I mutter into the phone, confused.

"Okay, see you soon, love," he says quickly and hangs up the phone. 

Nervous and confused, I let my workmates know I'm leaving early. They're really chill so they don't mind whether people leave early or not. 

As I drive home, I try to think of what this could be about. My mind races a million miles a second. 

I pull up into the driveway and see multiple cars parked outside, which confuses me more. 

I make sure I lock the car and walk up to the front door. Sighing, I open the door with my keys.

I close the door and turn around to bump into something hard. 

"What the f-" 

"Oh God, I'm so sor-" 

My heart stops at the sound of his voice.

I look up to see him. Standing in front of me. Actually there. I blink a couple of times to make sure it's actually him. We stand there, both of us shocked, for what feels like the longest minute of my life. I guess you could call it "starry-eyed". The butterflies in my stomach are exploding.

I take in all of his features. The curls of his hair, the depth of his dimples, the sparkle in his eyes. the length of his eyelashes, the almost o shape his mouth was in at the moment. God, I'd missed him so much. Impulsively, I reach out and rest my hand on his cheek, tilting my head to the side in disbelief.