Texting Him

Chapter 31

Vienna's POV

I was walking down the street, it was honestly creepy, following him that is. The coincidences was too much and curiosity got the better of me. If it wasn't him than well I'm sorry. Maybe I should stop. My legs moved faster. He began walking faster as if sensing me. Yeah maybe I should stop. I commanded my feet to stop, my body wouldn't listen to me. I kept walking.

I looked at my phone and text Red

SmileyxLoner: by chance are you walking past Steve's barber

Red_Painter: FACK

SmileyxLoner: I'm behind you 😏

Red_Painter is offline
SmileyxLoner is offline

Looking away from my phone I saw the guy with the black hoodie put his phone in his pocket. Oh this was too much. The guy walks faster putting his hands in his pockets. I wanted to call out to him, just to see how he would respond if he even responds at all. But the words wouldn't come out.

I swallowed a lump that formed in my throat, what if this guy wasn't Red, I pushed the thought to the side. I was going to call out to him.

"RED" I yelled

The guy in the hoodie just stopped walking. Like he was frozen. I could tell some people were looking at me but I didn't care. I ran over to him I couldn't help myself. My heart thumping furiously in my chest. I was nervous, really nervous.

I was now standing right in front of him, his hood covered his face up to his nose. I wanted to pull the hood off just so I could look at his face properly. He had a lip ring and I couldn't help but stare at it.

"Vienna" he breathed his voice was deep and husky

It's him, this is Red, my heart jumped and I could feel my hands become slightly clammy.

"Hi Red" I manage

"So we finally meet" he says his lips quirk slightly

"Fate must have wanted this to happen" I say and couldn't help but laugh at myself

"Fate must be stupid then, we shouldn't be standing face to face like this"

I couldn't help but frown, I couldn't help but feel hurt. I don't know why. I mean we are friends, well I consider him a friend. I really don't know what he thinks of me.

"I actually want to punch you in the face now" I grumble

"Go on ahead" he says his lips quirking again

I clenched my fist but I couldn't bring myself to actually do it. I exhaled.

"I won't do it"

"I knew you couldn't"

"What's that suppose to mean"

"That's just the kind of person you are, your too nice to actually hurt someone" he states

I didn't really know what to say, people say I'm too nice. I just stood there for a moment not really knowing what to says until I thought of something.

"Well we're both here now so I'm taking you somewhere" I say grinning

Before he could respond I take his hand he seemed to tense up, I give his hand a gentle squeeze which made him relax a little bit and begin to drag him to our destination.