She's Coming Home

Chapter 6

Chapter 6 ~

Tom's POV:

I smirk to myself as I push back through the double doors, Lily's bag still smushed between my arm and chest.

Something about seeing her irritated or angry, just brings me joy.

My eyebrows frown as I feel something vibrate against me, my hand goes to my jacket pocket to pull out my phone.

But when I take out my phone nothing is on my screen.

Something vibrates again.

I chuckle to myself as I realize where it's coming from; Lily's bag.

I take it in my hands, trying to figure out how to unclasp the damn thing before digging through its contents.

Chapstick, spare change, mirror, ah phone.

I pull it out, satisfied when I see that there is no lock on the phone.

Lily's POV:

After venting my brains out to Chloe the whole way home, I stomp up the driveway. Wanting to go take a refreshing shower to calm myself down.

When I walk into the house I notice my laptop chiming on the dining room table, deeply sighing before tugging off my converse; discarding them before walking to my computer.

I read an email from my mum; telling me to call her.

I purse my lips; not really in the mood for a long phone call. But I haven't talked to her for a week.

I don't remember taking my phone in with me, "Chloe do you have my phone ?!" I call out.

"Nope!" She yells from upstairs.

I frown before thinking it might be in the car. But after searching under the seats, and everywhere else in the car. I face palm myself.

It's in my purse.

I grunt in aggravation. How about I just get a new one ?

But that means he will still have my phone, which is not good. I trump back inside, flinging Chloe's door open. She sits before her telly, already changed from her dress.

"My phone is in my purse!" I screech.

It looks like she's trying not to laugh, her lips smashed together.

"I'm sorry," She says in a breathy laugh.

"It's not funny!" I whine, stomping out of her room.

I trump downstairs, picking up the house phone from its holdster.

I angrily dial my phone number, putting the phone to my ear as I wait ... and wait.

"I see you've forgotten something." His voice answers, making my arms prick with chills.

"Yes. I want it back." I snap.

I hear him chuckle, getting me annoyed.

"Then you'll have to come get it won't you ?" He asks.

"Are you snooping on my phone ?! You shouldn't of even unlocked it!" I cut in.

"Are you going to come get it or not?" He argues back.

"I can't now!" I growl.

"And why's that ?" I hear rummaging around, and then the engine of a car. He's left the reunion ?

"Because I'm already home, and I don't want to leave again." I say annoyedly.

"Then tomorrow you'll get your phone back. When you want to get your fat arse out of the house." He says.

"Oh what happened to me looking nice ?" I taunt.

"I'm not bringing it to you." He says, ignoring my comment.

"Then I'll come get it tomorrow!" I yell.

"Stop yelling." He mumbles.

"I don't want to stop yelling," I scoff, "Just meet me somewhere, like ... the school parking lot tomorrow."

"No, come to the diner off the freeway at 10:00." He says.

"No, I'm not going on a date with you." I say.

What happened to never seeing him again ? That was my plan. That when I got away from him, I would stay away. But no.

"As if it were a date," He scoffs, "Just be there."

And the call ends.

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Sorry About Not Updating Sooner. I Got Really Sick & Still Am. Also Got My iPod Taken Away. But I Got It Back. Alsooo. I Lost My Glasses, But I Found Them! They Were Under My Bed. Silly Me xD Anywho. Hope You Guys Liked This Chapter. I'll Update Wishes Do Come True Next. Love You All(:

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