Forgetting you...

Chapter 5

By the time I get home it's 7 O'clock, 2 hours until the party. I change into my pyjamas and flop on bed lazily.

As soon as my head touches the soft pillow, I hear my phone ring from downstairs. It stops soon after it starts and I hear Lexi say hello. After a few minutes, Lexi is in my room telling me there's someone on the phone for me.

In confusion, I take my phone from Lexi and answer it.

"Hello?"

"Hey, how's it going?"

"Umm, Zachary is this you?" I had a feeling it is Zachary, you can tell by his voice. A gentle purr that could be recognised immediately.

"Correct, sweetheart. But you still haven't answered my question."

Sweetheart? Who does he think he is? "Well... I was, but now I'm still wondering why on earth you called me?"

"Oh, I still have that affect? Anyway, I just felt like talking to someone."

At this point, my brain is filled with collected question I want to ask him. "Okay... how did you get my number?"

"I called some of your old friends and asked for your number. With flattery of course."

"Of course," I roll my eyes, "uhh, so up to anything tonight?"

"Yes, actually. I'm going to Dylans house party, you should come with me."

What!? Zach is going to be there! I go silent on the phone for a few seconds thinking of what to say."Hello, you still there?"

"Um, I'm still here..."

"Oh okay cool, you coming then?"

"Well...uh... I'll see." I stammer stupidly.

"Okay then, I hope I'll see you there, beautiful."

"Bye Zachary." After that I hang up the phone. I save his number, I have a feeling this is going to be regular.

***

I go to the bathroom and have a quick shower, I feel refershed and awake afterwards. My outfit is very simple: a t-shirt that says Tokyo Superdry, black jeans and Marvel converses. Eventually, I decide to try to curl my hair. The curls are better than I expected them to be, I put a star clip in my hair to make it look more alive. Lastly, I put some make up on and get ready to leave.

At 8:55 I am ready, waiting for Rick. My phone makes a noise, which means I've recieved a message. It's Zach.

Zach: Hope to c u @ dylans, sweetheart.

I wonder if he knows he can't go to every girl calling her sweetheart?

Knock!Knock!

My thoughts are interrupted by Rick on the door. Quickly, I open the door and join Rick.

"Hey. Wow, you look beautiful!" I was reminded of Zachary calling me beautiful, but also reminded me of seeing him.

"Oh..thanks."

"You excited?"

"Yep..!" What a huge failure of eagerness.

We reach Dylan's house and it already looks wild. There are people running around in swimwear, trashing the house and snogging in corners. I stare shocked and considering thoughts of going home.

Out of nowhere, Dylan comes and welcomes us. "What's up bro! Glad you could come!" His brown hair was sticking up everywhere messily, a white shirt with an Adidas hoodie and a pair of Jays.