Fated Hearts {CANCELLED}

Chapter 6 - Talking with Liz.

                            Bailey
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I thought I would feel nervous but I wasn't I was just excited that at any second my phone could start ringing and the person, I wanted to be on the other side would be there.

                          Emily
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I was driving along the main road as I kept an eye out for Lizzy's street when I realised I was speeding out of nerves and embarrassment. Slowing the car down as a curved around the corner to enter Liz's street I told myself repeatedly that the paper sitting betside me on the sit wasn't for me. As quickly as the thought of wanting the paper to be for me came, I dug it back down into the deep pocket of endless memories.

I pulled into Liz's driveway and sat there for several moments re-thinking if I needed to be there and what would happen if she found the paper.

I shook it off, shoved the paper into the small pocket in my jeans, hoped out of my car, grabing my bag and locking the car behind me.

Before I could take a single knock at the door, it swung open as Liz stood there smiling as if proud of herself that she opened it before I had the chance. "Sup" ,she said before I could say hello myself.

"Hello, anyone there, oh I can't see anyone guess I'll come another day."

Liz chased after me as I walked away "Emiiilllyy don't go."

"Oh there you are, I thought you weren't home", I replied sarcastically while smirking.

Liz looked at me for a moment in a fake annoyence then we both laughed and started our small trek to door.

Once we got inside and sat down at the table I asked. "So what are we actually gonna do while I'm here?"

"What you thought I'd actually have something planned?"

Rolling my eyes I replied "No actually I didn't, why don't we start with food first then?"

"Kitchens over there", Liz said whilst pointing obviously at the kitchen.

I rolled my eyes again, "Yeah, yeah it's not like I expected you to cook anyway, last time you tried that we spent an hour scrubbing pancake mix off the bench."

Liz replied with an awkwardly placed smile and a guilty but not guilty laugh, "he, he woops."

"Whatever ", I lifted my self out of the chair and as I pushed the chair back under the table a piece of paper fell from my pocket and glided to the ground. I dismissed it at first but before I could turn around to pick it up. Liz had it in her hand waving it around like a newly won trophy and instantly I knew what it was.

"Lizzy" I said half pleading and half mad.
"What? I'm just holding a mysterious piece of paper."

"Come on you don't need it just give it back."
"No."
"Liz please."
"Why don't we see what it is first?" she said slowly opening the already crinkled paper.

"Ohhh what do we have here."
"Lizzzz."
"Oh my god no way."

I sighed and sat back down knowing I wouldn't get the chance to cook without being splattered with questions.
"What do you want to know?"
Liz leaned over the table to be face to face with me, "everything".

"Okay then let me ask first, do you know who the paper is from?"
"No idea."
"Ok then next where was it?"
"Hanging out of my locker."
"The usual then huh?"
"What?"
"Nevermind, next did you see anybody else in the area?"
"No."
"Ok ne-."
"Stop!", I said cutting Liz off halway through her sentence.
Liz turned to face me properly instead of gazing off into the nothingness of the wall "what?"
"Why are you asking me soooo many questions?"
"Because I want to."
"Because I want to is not an answer", I said with my face screwed up.
"Yes it is, an answer is were you say something in response to a question and that's what I did" she smirked.
"Stop being a smart-ass Liz you know I hate it, why do you care so much about my lovelife anyway?"
"Lovelife, smart-ass now those are some words I don't hear everyday."
"Oh come on Liz you know your pissing me off, your doing it on purpose."
"Of course I am your responses amuse me."
"Are you being a sadistic?" I questioned.
"No, I'm not inflicting any harm on you."
"Yes you are" I replied quickly because in my eyes she was being very sadistic even though she may not realise it.
"How I'm not hurting you, hell I'm not even near you."
"You inflicting mental harm and you're doing it for fun."
"Ok I guess I can admit to that much", Liz said with a hint of the fact she knew I was right but wasn't going to admit it.

                            Bailey
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I wasn't sure how long I had been sitting there. Simply just staring at my phone, each time the phone blinged I jumped hoping that it was that girl. But when I realised it wasn't and that it was just a message from a friend or a notification, my heart cracked and each time mended itself with a new bling and cracked again when I found out it wasn't her.

I sat there for several moments when all of a sudden it was like a switch flicked inside me.

I'm being a creep I've turned this into an obsession. This isn't a grade school crush or some cliché 'love at first sight' movie, this is reality.

I needed fresh air, something to clear my head. Clear my head of the nonsense I've been filling it with. Of course I wasn't giving up on the girl but I needed to dial down on the creep factor and just wait and see. Plus I already knew she hated guys so my already small chance of making her mine (not that I thought it was possible in the first place) got crushed into a smaller piece.

The heat hit me like a brick wall. I hesitated thinking maybe I should retreat back into the air conditioning. But I closed the door behind me and locked it taking that hesitation away. To be quite honest the fresh air was a nice change from being inside the house all day.

I hadn't realised how long I had been walking and by the time I had got home it was nearly five. The air con was still on when I got home making it obvious that Mum was still home and probably hadn't left all day (she'd been on stress leave for a while now). It didn't look like Dad had come home yet not that I expected it anyway, he always works late. I went to kitchen and turned on the oven to start getting ready for dinner tonight, we were having roast so it would take a few hours to cook.

By the time Dad had gotten home we had finished dinner and I was getting ready for bed.

"Welcome back Dad, how's work?"
"Arg it was fine, did you leave some food for me", he groaned.
"Oh yeah it's in the oven."
"Ok, your Mum's in bed I assume", he said walking away from me with his dinner in hand.
"Yeah, I'm going to bed too", I yelled out towards the lounge.
"Umsh Ohk", he said his words barely audible as he cracked open a bottle of liquor.

I sighed and walked to room, he'd been drinking every night at this point. I switched on my phone ready for another heartbreak. When I saw the read phone symbol symbolising a missed call. I looked at the number and realised it was hers. I called back straight away.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter😀 Hopefully another chapter won't be too long away. Plz bare with me on the editing to it's really late when I'm writing this and I've just been on a 10hr car trip to you know...
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