summer boy ~ tal fishman ✓

~19~

After three and a half hours Tal still isn't back. I message him, but he doesn't respond. I'm starting to get worried, what if something had happened? Like what if he had an accident or something? I decide that if he doesn't show sign of life for another 30 minutes, I'll go to his house. 

In the meanwhile I play some of my favorite music on shuffle. I turn on the music box and connect it to my phone via Bluetooth. I set a timer for myself so I won't forget the time. I start dancing and singing along with my music. After what felt like three songs, the music stops. I look at my phone and I see the timer has gone off. I turn off the music box and grab my phone before I walk out the door.

When I am at his house, I hear his voice. It's like he's talking to someone, but his voice is the only one I hear, so he's not really talking to someone. It's kind of weird.

I am nervous, although I'm not sure what to be nervous about. I don't want to ring his doorbell because then it would seem like I'm stalking him, right? I don't know. My mind is a scrambled up mess whenever I'm around him. 

I heard his voice, he is alive, I should go home now. I know it's not right to sneak up to someone's house and listen to their conversations without them knowing, but I can't help my curiosity... right? I guess. I am searching for reasons to stay here. I decide to sneak up a little bit closer to the window the sound seems to be coming from. The closer I am to the window, the more sure I am getting that it is his voice. 

'So don't forget to subscribe or click on another video. Have a great one and peace out!', I hear him say. l am confused. Subscribe? To what? You subscribe to a YouTube channel, don't you? I shake my head because I need to get these weird thoughts out of my head. Tal? As in Tal Fishman with a YouTube channel? He would've told me, right? 

I'll search his name on the internet when I'm home. Or I won't if I don't want to seem anymore creepy. Besides, I wouldn't want him searching up my name either. I have done that before and it's not pretty. All because of her. I shake my head. No time for self-pity now, Julia. I head back to my house, because I wouldn't want him finding me here.

Back home, I wait for Tal. Once again. While I am waiting, I clean some more. That way it will look like I have been very productive today. Half an hour later everything is pretty clean. And Tal still isn't back. I start to cook. Today, we'll eat some rice with bell pepper. When Tal finally turns back, it is starting to turn dark. We eat our meal in near silence and after the meal, Tal helps me to clean up the kitchen a bit. He still doesn't say much. 

'Are you a bit tired or something?' I ask him. He doesn't react for a few seconds but then he seemed to realize I was talking to him. 'Yeah, I guess', he says. I smile. 'Well, that was specific. Do you want to watch a movie?' I ask. 'Nah, I'm going upstairs. I.. um... have got a bit of a headache', he answers. I know he is lying about that headache part, because he is turning a bit red. It's cute. 

'Okay. You don't know what you are missing, though. I was just about to watch Tom and Jerry episodes', I say. He smiles. 'Well, too bad. I'll watch it with you next time. Like tomorrow or something. I'm heading upstairs', he says and he walks to the hallway. A few seconds later I hear him walking upstairs to the guest bedroom. I decide to watch some YouTube videos on my computer.

After a few videos, I want some tea. I boil some water and after it's boiling I pour the water into two cups. One for me and one for Tal. I walk upstairs with the cup of tea for him and a piece of chocolate to go with it. The door isn't completely open but through the crack I can see Tal sitting on his bed with his computer. I could stare at him for longer but I realize that it would be very weird if he noticed me staring at him. I am being such a stalker today. 

I knock on the half-opened door. He looks up and at the same time quickly closes his computer. 'I brought you some tea and a piece of chocolate', I say. It sounds more like a question, though. 'Thanks.' I walk into his room and hand him his cup of tea. I want to sit next to him and give him a hug but I don't. I walk back to the hallway. 

In the doorway I stop, turn around and say goodnight. He smiles and says goodnight back. I close his door and head downstairs to drink my cup of tea in front of the tv.

My thought aren't with my show, though. They keep wandering off to Tal. What would he be hiding from me? I am torn on what to do. I want to know more, but he should be allowed to have his secrets, right? I shouldn't pressure him in talking about something he doesn't want to share. I've got my secrets too. Things I don't want him to know, like my past. I sigh. I don't even want to think about it myself. 

I shake my head and put on a Sherlock episode. Those always keep me entertained. Even though I hate horror movies, I love detective stuff. Well, not exactly. Let's be more specific; I love Sherlock-related stuff. I have seen each episode at least five times and I'm afraid I am obsessed. Oops. Sorry not sorry. 

I decide to go watch the first episode. They look so young. So adorable. And yes, I am aware that they are a lot older than me, but look how cute they were here! Okay. Maybe I'm not afraid I'm obsessed, I'm sure I am. I hum the intro tune and a smile is on my face even though it didn't start yet. 

A few minutes into the episode, Tal walks downstairs. I don't notice him, I'm too far into the episode. I am mumbling to myself. 'No you idiot! He didn't do it. And shut up, Anderson. You ruin it.'

Tal sits down next to me. I notice and pause Sherlock. 'You know you just interrupted Sherlock. It must be important', I say with a serious tone. He chuckles. I'm only half-serious. It has to be important if he interrupts my Sherlock.

'Well, I wanted to say something. I'm sorry for staying away so long and I need to tell you something.' 'What do you want to tell me?' 'Well, I-' he gets interrupted by my phone. I look and it's my mother calling me. 'I'm really sorry, would you mind if I take it?' 'No, it's fine', he says. I mouth a thanks and walk to the hallway with my mom on the phone.

After assuring my mom that everything is great and saying I love her ten times too many, she finally hangs up. I walk back into the living room. Tal is just staring at the tv screen, while it is still paused. 'I'm sorry, what did you want to say?' I ask him while sitting down next to him.

'It's nothing. I just wanted to apologize to being so distant. Thank you for cooking. I'm going to sleep. Goodnight.' 'Goodnight.' He walks up the stairs. Well, that was a sudden change. Didn't expect that. At these moments I wish I had my own Sherlock who could tell me what's going on in his mind...