Second Star to the Right

Chapter 31- No Snogging

Thirteen missed calls from Louis since yesterday.

Thirteen.

Does he ever know when to stop? Doesn’t he realise that he’s caused me enough pain and damage, and that calling me thirteen fucking times won’t help his case?

I have purposely been ignoring his calls. We wouldn’t be able to have a conversation without him either insulting me or making me cry; probably even both.

Since he started calling me, it has just been my instinct to decline any call I receive. By this point, I was ready to throw my phone against the wall if he called again.

My phone started buzzing beside me on the sofa as I watched the television. Louis’ name appeared and I immediately hit decline. A voicemail soon followed the ‘Missed Call’ notification. He hasn’t left me any voicemails until now, but I’m still not giving in to him.

I refuse to even listen to his voicemail.

“Hey, Sam, what are you up to?” Jordi asked, taking a seat next to me.

I sighed heavily. “Louis won’t stop calling me.” I stated, the annoyance clear in my voice.

As if on cue, my phone buzzed beside me again. Louis’ name appeared again, and I groaned in discontent. “When will he understand that I don’t want to talk to him?”

Jordi pressed her lips in a tight line before saying, “Give me the phone.”

Another sigh escaped from my lips as I handed her my still-buzzing phone, worried about what she would say or do.

“Hello?” Jordi spoke into the phone. “This is Jordi.” I could only hear snippets of the conversation. “She doesn’t want to talk to you, and I don’t think you should be surprised by that.” She paused to let Louis speak. “You ruined that chance, lad,” she said impassively. “Don’t even bother calling her again. In case you didn’t notice, she is done with you, and she’s moved on. Don’t call again,” she repeated, hanging up.

I moaned again. “Why do people have to be so complicated?”

“Forget about Louis. He’s an arse. There are plenty of guys that would line up to go on a date with you.” She reassured me.

My phone buzzed beside me again, but before I could press decline, I saw that it wasn’t Louis calling. It was Mason.

When Jordi saw the name on the screen, her smile grew ten times larger. “He’s one of those guys. Answer the phone!” she demanded, smiling giddily.

I giggled and took the call. “Hello?” I said into the transmitter.

“Put it on speaker,” Jordi whispered.

I did as she said and placed the phone on the sofa.

“Hi, Sammi, it’s me, Mason.” He declared sweetly from the other line.

I smiled bigger. “Hi, Mason, what’s up?” I spoke casually.

“I was just wondering if you would like to go to a movie with me?” He questioned, sounding a bit nervous.

I looked up at Jordi, who was excitedly bouncing up and down in her seat, nodding frantically. She gave me a big ‘thumbs up’.

“Sure, that sounds great,” I conveyed.

“Is tonight at seven ok?” he asked.

If it was possible, I would have smiled even larger. “Perfect, I’ll see you then.” I hung up the phone.

Jordi stood up and starting doing a goofy dance. “Sammi’s got a date,” she repeated over and over in a sing-songy voice.

I laughed at her idiocy, my problems with Louis temporarily forgotten. “It’s not a date,” I tried to tell her, but I continued to laugh.