Look What The Cat Dragged In

Chapter 10

"He did what?" I heard Hannah scream through the phone, making me move it away from my ear and wince.

"Why didn't you tell us earlier?" Rose demanded.

After Austin dropped us at home, I dialled up a 'conference call' with the girls. And I told them what Austin said. To say the least, I don't think they're too happy about it.

"Calm down-" I began but was cut off once again by Hannah.

"No, I will not calm down! You are not going out with the boy. I don't care. He is the opposite to you. He's popular, and you're not."

"Well-wait what? I'm popular?" I exclaimed.

"Yeah sure, if you count two friends as popular?" Rose added.

"Whatever."

"You're not going out with him."

"Yes, I am," I said. "One date.

"One date turns into two, which turns into three. And before you know it, you're full on dating."

"And why is that a bad thing?"

Hannah screamed at me, "Because he dated Rebecca. REBECCA! No, I can't let you go."

"Too bad," I said, just before I hung up.

Dumbass! Oh my god. Did I really just hang up on my best friend over a boy? Did i really think it was a good idea going out with Austin? I need help, like serious help. Psychiatric help.

I just lay there on my bed, my brain was overheating thinking about everything. Austin. Hannah and Rose. The date. The dinner been and gone. If it was possible to get concussion from hitting your head on a pillow repeatedly- i just googled it, it's possible -then must have a concussion. Come to think of it, I do have a slight headache.

Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep on the bed, still in the clothes from the previous night. And surprisingly, I dreamt. I haven't had a dream in a very long time, probably back as a kid.

Austin was in it. Only him. Well, and his red Jeep too. But that's not a person, doesn't count.

He was driving me around the town, showing me all the places he liked to eat at, and all the parks he used to walk through with Rebecca.

Eww. Even the thought of Rebecca now, brought bile to my throat. It burned as I swallowed it, in a coughing fit.

In the dream, we just drove aimlessly around the town, no real destination and I learnt the town was bigger than I really thought. But that was probably just Dream Town Jacksonville.

It wasn't until Austin pulled the car to a stop on top of a hill with a beautiful view, that the dream got serious, and exciting.

No, it wasn't exciting.

Yes, it was.

No, it wasn't.

Whatever.

He was mumbling on about something or other, I can't remember what we were saying, that didn't come with remembering the dream.

But I remember feeling the air tighten around me, and I could see Austin leaning forward, lips smacked out, ready for a kiss.

And without thinking, I leant forwards was well. We were only centimetres apart, our lips grazing against each other's. He leant forward just that little bit extra and-

-and then I woke up. I know, cliche right? Sorry, I had to put that in that. For dramatic effect.

But I did really wake up at that time. I didn't feel the pretend kiss with Austin, not like I'd want to anyway. Right?