Bemusement (Lucaya)(Markle) (GMW)

Patience.

Maya

I looked down at my phone.

"Maya is everything alright?"

"Farkle hasn't texted to ask where we are" I tilted my head and dialled his number, again and again and again...no answer.

"Farkle..." I remembered then....that period of time he'd spiralled out of control....my heart started thumping in my chest,"Farkle!"

"Maya?"

"I'm sorry Lucas, I need to go!" I got up from the booth table and ran out of Stsrbucks my hands clutching onto my phone yelling into the voicemail.

"FARKLE! FARKLE PICK UP!"

My boots his the ground hard and my breath was hard on my throat as I rushed through the people, stopping in bar and club doors. My teeth chattering when the cold air hit me too harshly.

I was a few blocks away from his house, my hands shaking in panic.

I made my way from sidewalk to sidewalk until I got to a large bright blue door. I hit my fists against the wood.

The door opened, a boy standing there in sweatpants and a pyjama shirt.

"You know there's a doorbell," his raspy voice said, his breath smelling like mint instead of alcohol.

I stood there frozen for a moment, staring , trying to slow down my breaths.

"Farkle!" I sighed in relief and wrapped my arms around him,"you're okay, you're okay!!"

"Of course I am", he hugged back,"I'm not some ruffian, what could littl old Farkle do."

I pulled away,"don't joke!"

He smiled.

"Look we were waiting for you by the building and you didn't show up and-".

"Don't lie," he mumbled.

I looked at him,"what?"

"I mean, Waw! People waiting for me? Where'd this special treatment come from?"

I frowned,"I'll never stop waiting for you."

He flinched, his eyes suddenly looking awake,"oh um, you too."

"Can I come in?" I asked looking behind him.

He shook his head,"I- I'm tired, I'm gonna go take a nap or something."

"Oh," I took a breath well,"see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah," he nodded,"and Maya?"

"Hmm?"

"Thanks for being patient," harsh laced in with his thank you.

Causing my mind to knot up in a spiral of questions.