Extraordinary

Chapter 18: Response

Chapter 18: Response

After my little coffee date with Pat, we both said good-bye and promised to do this again sometime to keep up with each other.  We left the whole Twitter conversation, generally talking about the most random of things and life. That was usually our general conversation.

It was in the moment where I was about a block away from my flat and my phone vibrated through my jeans.  I swear if it’s Chloe asking me for a detail in her story or what Pat said she’s not going to hear the end of it. But it wasn’t Chloe, this time, as I unlocked my phone and went into my messages, it was Louis’ name who popped up at the top of the page.

Hey bud, how are things? Hopefully ur not gonna kill Harry over this, I’m realy srry-Lou

Hmm. I’m surprised he didn’t call me over this. Or come to my flat pleading for my forgiveness. He follows me for two weeks apologizing for an accident but texts me for my forgiveness over a world-wide tweet. I shrugged it off and quickly replied: Dude, not a big deal, im all good. Harry’s soul is safe for now J I knew he would get a kick out of that. My texts can either really creep people out or make people smile; there is no in between.

Haha, I think I just heard his sigh of relief. Glad things are cool, maybe we can meet up later this week.

I don’t reply for a while this time.  Even though I said I should have a life without Louis, it was really hard to push him away. He never did anything wrong, he’s just trying to be nice and a good friend.  And I have to give it to him, he’s stuck by me no matter how mad and weird I get with him. That doesn’t last long with people except for Chloe and Pat.  Yea, I’d like that, I reply.  There, I’m not asking for dates or anything, just that it would be nice to hang out again.

I finally reach my flat after what seemed like miles of walking, so I practically slide down the back of my door once I was inside. The stress from so many months ago was coming back onto me. Now the stress was drama-stress or love-stress. Or life, as Chloe would call it.

I never really felt any feelings of love before. Nope, I’ve never had a real crush or real relationship. I just made fun of them behind people’s backs.  I never was really infatuated with anyone either. There was no time for relationships or love in my life anyways, I guess I never really thought about it either. Even though it was going on everywhere, I didn’t tag along like the rest of everyone. That’s probably another thing that made me isolated from everyone else.

Now I find myself thinking back to when the popular kids were talking behind my back, what did they want to tell me in the first place? Oh this is ridiculous, it’s been months since graduation, they would’ve told me if it was that important. And I simply don’t care unless it was something to do with Louis. That does spark my curiosity a bit.

And speaking of my curiosity, the whole twitter thing hasn’t gone away. I’m just being ridiculous, what could people be possibly saying about me who barely even know me. I’m sorry I’m being friends with a boy band member, what’s the problem with that?

I’m still sitting on the ground with my back against the door, so I slip my phone out of my pocket and ignore the texts from Louis. Right now wasn’t the best time hang out, getting away from drama was my top priority right now. I logged back into twitter and went straight to my twitter profile. I’ve kind of forgotten how this works again, people mention you in their tweets right? Please don’t tell me I’ve been hashtagged. Or even worse, please don’t tell me people are hastagging us with a shitty shipping name.

Okay, no shitty shipping names, but there were a few mentions. Okay there were more than a few mentions. I started going through the list, which there were some very interesting tweets about both of us…

@Freaky_Frola I think I know you from somewhere….football player?

@Freaky_Frola Ha, the one who got kicked in the face by @Louis_Tomlinson. Nice

Guys, it’s not real, probably just a friend or relative. Right? @Freaky_Frola #Larry

Oh yeah, football star @Freaky_Frola, went to my school for a bit

@Freaky_Frola You better not be stealing my man, HE’S MINE

@Freaky_Frola Don’t try anything funny with our Louis, he’s our BooBear

And the list goes on. If I could categorize them, it would be either football, hate, and love.  Nice. Not to mention my followers have probably doubled by now because I’ve hung out with him. I guess I’m sort of relieved. No death threats, nothing serious, because I’m sure most of them were from 12-year olds who were already planning their marriage with the boys and naming their kids.

There were no tears shed, no gasps and nothing spectacular now, some of these were pretty hysterical.  I even laughed at a few of them, because if you know me well enough, I’m the optimistic non-sensitive person who doesn’t break down after reading these. I’m okay.

I made a big deal out of nothing.  I brushed this all of my shoulders, because now all that drama was gone. People can say whatever they want, it’s just an opinion.  And I’ll just keep repeating that in my head as I go to read Louis’ texts that I skipped.

Hey, you okay?

If ur wondering, yes I saw.

Uh oh, you’re not responding

SUPERMAN WILL COME 2 SAVE U

Wait, now srisly, r u ok?

If you dnt text bak in ten mins I’m comin over

Smethins up…..

Oh Louis. I quickly texted him back telling him I was fine, no need to call Superman, and that I just brushed them off. He replied back fairly quickly with an Okay, good. Txt u l8tr. I’m surprised he didn’t just call like a normal regular guy. Then again, who is a regular normal guy, because it isn’t Louis. Or Pat.

Pat. I switched over to his name and sent him a quick text, If ur wondering yes I’m fine, I don’t let the haters stop me frm doin my thang. How many times have the three of us seen that movie together? More than we can count, that’s for sure. He replied back quickly as well. Ok then…..glad that’s cleard up…..

I knew he had more thoughts about this whole situation, but he wouldn’t tell me. Pat was always like that, he never liked telling me his secrets, never opened up to me.  That was sort of strange since we’ve known each other how long now? I never questioned him about it though, and he never forced me to open up to him either. Although, just think what I don’t know about him. He could have feelings for me, or he could be a serial killer. Or gay. Or a gay serial killer. (A.N. Okay I had to put that in there all credit to Lizzie Bennett Diaries B/C (*Effie Trinket Voice*I just love that!)

My thoughts do get a bit crazy…but now that that’s all over I should really start planning ahead. School is back in session in a little under two weeks, and I know I’ll have to start preparing with the Coach to start my assistant coaching job. I’ve heard it’s going to bring me in a bit of pay, so that should keep me tied down for a bit.  And I should go visit my mum again, I haven’t talked to her for a while. She always knew how much I hated talking on the phone to people, especially if I knew them really well, so she didn’t call. Neither did Chloe or Pat. I should tell her to call any time, she is my mum after all, and it gets quiet around here sometimes.

Now let me move on. No more twitter craze, no drama yet, and I’m still waiting for Chloe to publish her story about me. Now that, I would read. 

(A.N.) Hey guys! Wow, that took a while.  I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while, my writer's block is gone and this chapter went great! Yeah, nothing much happened, but you need some more information from time to time, a good filler chapter. Oh don't worry, it gets better, trust me. It looks like the odds are in my favor with the snow, giving me plenty of snow days and writing days! Hope you liked it, and the update can be between tomorrow and a week from now. Until then, please comment, and may the odds be ever in your favor!