100 Days [Part 1&2]

Chapter 6

Hey guys, if you haven't notice. I'm trying to make Fleur and Celia's story kinda like mother like daughter for the part where Ebony messed with Celia's life and Avery messed with Fleur. It is pretty hilarious don't you think? Oh and for those fans who want a dedication, a worthy comment will get you a dedication. A chapter from 100 Days being dedicated to you would be really cool, don't you think? ;) Yeah, most of you wouldn't read this but for those of you who actually reads this, lucky you! xD

Now onto the story. 

And yes, you should know that when I type a really long author's note its because its important, well at least to me it is. 

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Chapter 6

After I made sure Frank was asleep by hearing his little snores, I went to the balcony of the apartment and dialed Will's new number that was written at the bottom of the letter I found earlier. I waited for five seconds before Will picked up and his voice came on. "Hello?" he said. It still surprised me that I was actually hearing his voice after so many years so I tried to make my voice sound normal and returned him a 'hello'. 

     "So you read the letter?" He asked, and then I heard a yawn. I couldn't blame him, I was calling at midnight so of course he had been sleeping. I silently slapped myself for being so inconsiderate. How could I've called someone at the middle of the night? Sure, I was anxious to ask him about details but why couldn't I have waited for the next day? 

     Remembering Will was still waiting at the other end, I quickly replied, "Yeah, is this line secured?" 

     "No, its not. People might be listening, Michelle." I smiled dryly. Of course he called me Michelle. It was my middle name, and if anyone was listening in, they wouldn't know it was me. Plus, Will wasn't actually lying when he called me Michelle, it was part of my name too. 

     "Why didn't you call me after all these years?" I accidentally asked, and instantly clasping my mouth with my hand. Why did I let that slip out?!

     "I tried, Michelle. But your parents wouldn't allow it, especially your dad. He said it was better I don't contact you, in case it brings you back bad memories. And I didn't even know you went to New York until Polly told me." His voice sounded so sad, I felt tears coming. But I didn't want to change the subject either. Hearing his voice was really soothing and it had grown more deeper and sexier. You could just go crazy over it. 

     "Will, I'm sorry. I didn't know, I-"

     "Just after you left, the memories just kept flooding back. Before I know it, I remembered everything. I remembered you babysitting me, I remembered the party we threw, I remembered crashing Liv's party with you and Polly, I remembered kissing you at my first party with you-" There was a pause at the other end. "My memory came back." 

     Kissing me at the first party I was with him? When was that? Was I too drunk to remember? I frowned, Will kissed me at the party and I didn't remember. That was just plain sad. 

     "Oh." 

     "That's it? 'Oh'? You're not going to ask like 'What happened after that?' or 'How did you felt?'? Nothing alone those lines?" He sounded so disappointed, I felt my heart twist. Honestly, I didn't. I didn't think that Will would actually remember everything. It had been a long time since I actually talked to him, the chances of him remembering everything never went into my head. 

     "Michelle? You still there?" 

     "Oh yeah, sorry. And I'm sorry, again. It's just that we haven't talk for such a long time and the thought just never really came to my mind. Sorry." I shut my mouth before I embarassed myself by blabbering too much. 

     I heard let out a long-frustrating sigh and heard him spoke. "It's nothing. I shouldn't blame you...I couldn't blame you. Michelle, do you want to work for me?" He asked softly as my breath got caught in my throat. Working for Will? As in seeing him every day in the office, greeting him like we're strangers and act all formal to each other without even a smile? I pictured myself wearing office clothes and answering the phone for Will as he strode in and snatched the phone away from me without even sparing me a glance. 

     I grimaced, that wasn't pleasant at all.

     "Erm, I don't know..."

     "You'll be my office assistant, you'll be in my office the whole time." Being in an office alone with Will? But what if he no longer felt the same way as I do? I still like him, heck, I still love him. But what if his feelings were no longer there and he only saw me as a friend? The excitement in my voice was suddenly gone and I replied him with, "That means I have to quit working at Max's." 

      "Who's this Max guy anyways? Is he your boyfriend?" 

      "No, he is Liv's! But I couldn't just simply ditch my work place!" I told him and I heard another sigh from him. 

      "Michelle, I need you. I don't want to be married to someone I don't like. But I wouldn't force you to quit your current job. You'll have time until the day after tomorrow. Then if you haven't call me again, I'll take it as a no, 'kay? Night, Michelle." With that, he hung up and I shut my phone too. 

      If I quit Max's place then how would they react? I couldn't just quit and work for Will, it would be irresponsible of me, and it would be like I ditched my friends for better work. I could've work for my Dad earlier, but I chose working for Max better because I was closer to my friends and I even had fun serving the customers. Lots of people say I wasted my intelligence but I thought it was the most best thing I've done. My current work could pay the bills, so it was good enough. 

      Choosing between my current job and Will's offer was really tough. 

      I don't want to be married to someone I don't like.

      Instantly, I knew what choice I was going to pick. 

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Hey guys, I'm going to start a new story soon. Probably. It's called Witched, yeah it's a witch story. But I could promise you that if you stick around longer enough to get to read it, you wouldn't regret it. So....today is Valentines Day! How was your Valentines Day? My crush gave me a guitar pick! Yeah man! (Yes, I play guitar.) I'm going to watch Vampire Diaries now so....BYE!