CHAPTER 5: PHONE CALL

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After Charlotte dropped you off at home, you were relieved to find that your parents were out. You hopped in the shower and then got changed into some clean clothes. You sit down on your bed and pick up the piece of paper 2D had given you, smiling, you pick up your phone and dial the number. You didn't want to admit it, but you sort of had a little crush on the blue haired man. He picked up the phone, 'hello?'
'Uh, hi! It's (Name), just wanted to say thanks for everything.'
He hesitated for a moment, 'Thanks for nearly hitting you with our car?'
'No, no, like for looking after me.' You chuckle, a small knot forming in your stomach as you twist the phone cord in your fingers.
'Oh, right! Uh, you're welcome. By the way, how's your wrist?' He asks, sounding concerned.
You roll your wrist, it felt stiff but not sore. 'It's all right, I'll survive.'
He laughs quietly, 'Well if you don't mind, could I maybe see you sometime? You know, to make it up to you.'
You freeze, some sort of excitement rushing over you. 'Yeah, sure.'
'How about this weekend? We could do something, maybe see a film, yeah? Then go to Kong afterwards. Noodle's dying to see you again.'
You giggle, Noodle was very cute. And Russel was lovely, 'Yeah, I'd love to see everyone again.'
'Good! Right, I've got to go, love, call me again tomorrow, bye.'
'Bye, talk to you later,' You reply, smiling as you put the phone down. Damnit, you had a big fat crush on him.

You squeal excitedly, grabbing your phone and dialling Charlotte's number.
'What do you want now, bitch?' She moans.
'Bro, guess what?'
'What?'
'2D basically just asked me on a date.' You giggle, kicking your legs in the air.
You hear Charlotte cheer, 'yay! Finally you'll get some dick!'
'You're crude,' You mutter, 'anyways, I'm meeting him sometime next weekend!'

You both talk for a while, and you end up putting the phone down after an hour.
You try and pick out outfits for next weekend, when there's a knock at the door.
You race downstairs, and swing it open, you freeze.
'What the hell are you doing here?'

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