Hey yall, i just wanted to say thanks for 500+ reads! Thank you all so much i know its not that much but it really means a lot to me! I would LOVE to read your comments ~hint hint~ ALSO i forgot to put my picture of Emily on chapter 19 but i updated it so if you havent seen her go see her.
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7:48
I checked my notifications. Nothing. At least not from John.
8:02
30 minutes late and I was starting to get upset. I was the one who's always late, not him. I was on time for once and he wasn't. Wow.
8:54
I got on Twitter to calm my nerves but it was only half working. I kept thinking of the various explanations as to why Johnathan was almost an hour and a half late.
Traffic. Ran out of gas. But I realized if that was the case he would call me or text me. So I thought of some bad reasons.
Phone died. Reservations were messed up. Decided it wasn't a good idea. The words rang in my head causing me to stop scrolling. What if this was his sick way of saying 'This isn't a good idea, Cam' without actually saying it to my face?
I finally called him. The phone rang multiple times before the recording started to play.
"Hey it's John, uh, you know what to do."
He sounded so nervous. Cute. I waited for the beep.
"Hey, where are you? It's..." I took the phone from my ear to check the time. "8:59. I'm usually the late one. So I call me back or text me so I know you're still coming. Ok bye."
9:29
I told myself at 9:30 I would give up. I would take my outfit off and put my pajamas on. I looked turned from my tv to my phone to check the time.
9:31 was lit up on the top of my phone and my heart stopped. He really did just abandon me. He got my hopes up with all the sweet talk at my locker and didn't show.
The crazy thing is he actually seem excited to see me tonight.
I got off of my bed and walked sadly over to my closet. I got my dads old NYU hoodie that he gave me when I was twelve and my plaid pajamas pants.
I closed my door and changed. "Why didn't he call" was the only thing going through my mind. I would've understood if he had to cancel, he's my boyfriend. Then again maybe he's not. I mean that's all he had to do, call.
I picked up the phone one last time to tell him, or his answering machine, he didn't have to come.
"Hey it's John, uh, you know what to do."
"It looks like your not coming so um yeah. You could have just told me, you know. Or you could've just not made plans in the first place. I just," I was starting to boil with anger and a tear rolled down my face and onto my pants leg.
"I knew you were an asshole Johnathan but this is definitely a new low for you. Well uh bye. Good night I guess."
I was hurt and hanging up the phone hurt even more. I was starting to think I loved him. Or at the very least he loved me but I guess not.
I laid my head down on my bundle of pillows on top of my bed and continued watching tv. What seemed like hours later I heard my door open.
"If you little bastards think you're slick, you aren't."
"Um, first of all, don't call your brothers bastards and second how come you're home so early? I didn't even hear you come in. We said you could stay 'til 11.
The sound of my mom's voice was inviting. Normally I would want her to leave but something in me wanted her to stay.
"I never left. John never showed"
"Oh, honey-"
"It's fine I guess but he didn't even text me to say he wasn't coming. That's what's pi- ticking me off. Actually, i changed my mind. I just want to be alone ok. I don't even want to talk to Jay right now."
I heard her sigh. Her footsteps get closer and she bent to kiss me on my forehead.
"Okay." she left my room and closed my door behind herself.
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I woke up from the nap I didn't know I was taking to my phone buzzing against my thigh. It was John, the picture of him in a makeup snapchat filter glowing on my phone.
"You have some nerve you piece of-"
"I'm sorry ma'am but is this Cameron Taylor?" A male voice boomed through the speaker but it wasn't Johnathans.
"Yes, who is this?"
"I'm Doctor Everett, Your name was one of the recent calls and I've already tried his parents. Johnathan was just admitted to the hospital."
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More Than Friends
Ficção AdolescenteCameron and Johnathan have known each other since they were kids but drifted apart during middle school. Lets just say, high school kindled a little more than their friendship. --- comment and vote!