Half an hour later, I was sitting in front of my computer, waiting for the call. The shower I took really relaxed me. Actually, I washed my hair, and put the mask on and... Well, tried to feel alive again. Which was hard. You know, jazz is beautiful, but it's a kind of music that reminds you of everything. But, I've ranted about that already, so I won't do that again.
So, 40 minutes have passed and I'm still sitting in front of my computer. No sign of Tom. I turned on the speaker, and started to wander around the apartment. "I should really get a cat", I've thought to myself. Five more minutes have passed, so I decided to go cook some noodles. I loved that homemade junk food, back then. Chicken noodles, with some cheese and tomato salad, or sauce, that sounded great. I was not into jazz anymore, so I put on some ballads. Lucy in the sky with diamonds was playing when I entered the kitchen. Jumping around for few minutes, and Un-break my heart started. Noodles were finished, and by that moment Save the prayer was rocking in the living room. I finished my meal, washed the dishes and put the water for tea, listening to You don't fool me.
🎶 Na, na, na, na, na 🎶
An hour has passed, and there was no call from Tom.
"He had probably fell asleep."
I found my phone, and checked all of the missed calls and unread messages. Few from Elly, telling me to call her. So, I sat on the couch and called her. She was that kind of friend who you could call in the middle of the night, and she would pick up the phone. I love that girl so much, and I think I will love her forever.
-Hey, darling.- I whispered when she answered the call.
-Hey, beautiful.- she whispered back. I smiled. She continued: -Where were you? You've worried me a bit, love...-
I sighed: -I know, and I'm sorry. I just... Well, I fell asleep.-
-You were crying?- her tone was calm. She knew. I couldn't lie to Elly. So I kept my mouth shut.
-You were...- she answered on her own question, -Was it because of something, someone, or both?-
-Both.- I whispered. She sighed:
-Did he call, since he's arrived?-
I took a deep breath:
-Yes. But, at the end of a call, he said he'd call again.-
-In what time?-
-In half an hour.-
-And how much time had passed since then?-
I moved the phone from my ear to see the time.
-Hour and 15 minutes.-
Breath. Silence. Another deep breath.
-Wow.-
-Yeah.-
-He's probably just tired.-
-Yes, that's quite likely.-
-Or he just fell asleep, because of the long flight, and everything.-
-Yes, Prague is practically on the other side of the world. I mean, Europe itself is farther than Africa from here...-
-Clara. Stop. Sarcasm won't help.-
-Well, you're wrong there, Elly, because it is helping.-
She sighed.
-I know. Well then, you should understand him. Flying is not the fun thing. If people were supposed to fly, we would have wings.-
I chuckled to myself.
-Yes, definitely.-
-What you're going to do?-
-I'm going to go live a life.-
-Will you call him?-
I was silent for a moment.
-No. But if he is already in the game, I will probably play with him.-
She hummed.
-Don't let him be you gateway. Not now.-
-I won't, Elly. I've stopped doing that when...-
We were both silent for a moment.
-Do you still have it?- she asked cautiously.
-Mhm.- I hummed in response.
-Don't use it tonight.-
I waved her comment away, forgetting she couldn't see me.
-It's broken, Elly. It's been broken for such a long time.-
-All right, then. Go play. I'll call you in the morning.-
-Is everything ok with Luke?-
-Yes, he's amazing.- she whispered trough a smile. I was happy again in that moment.
-Be a good girl, Elly.-
She giggled: -I will. Have a good game, darling, and an even better sleep.-
-Thank you, you too. Talk to you tomorrow. Bye.-
After we've hung up, I closed the Skype, and logged in in DOTA. The game started, and I opened the contact list. He was there.
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Loving Out Loud
FanfictionFor three years she was losing hope that she'll ever find a man she can love in every way. Until one ordinary night, which turned out special. The night when she met him, the perfect English gentleman, Mister Hiddleston.