Life for the imperfect

Life for the imperfect-chapter twenty-four

I was woken up by a loud ringing. I groaned and turned over, looking for the devil that woke me up at...3:00 am. It was my phone.

I put it to my ear without checking the caller ID.

"Hello?" I managed to choke out in my tired state.

"Heyyyyy, Clobo. Hehe Clobo, that's a gooood one." I heard a slightly familiar slurred voice at the other end.

"Danny?" I asked incredulously, "Are you drunk?"

"Yep." he said happily, and then giggled.

"You're way to young to drink!"

"I went to a party after the dance, it's no big deal."

"Ugh! Anyway, why are you calling me?"

"Umm.." I could hear that he had momentarily forgotten.

"Well?" I asked again.

"Oh yeah!" he exclaimed, happy to have remembered. "I called to say, how dare you?!"

"I'm sorry, what?" What the heck was

that?

"You are so annoying and not popular and perfect and fucking weird. You always say smart things that I don't know what mean, and you're so innocent I just want to scream."

"I'm perfect?" I asked, as that was the most surprising part of what he had said to me.

"Yes, because you are so nice and smart and hot, and you are a bloody black belt in karate! You can do everything and you don't like people hating you. You don't realise why they hate you."

"You said you didn't hate me. And what? I'm not hot or smart or any of that stuff!"

"You are all if that stuff! And I was talking about Reena."

"Why does she hate me?"

"I remember that for some reason I didn't want to tell you..." Danny was so weird drunk.

"Please?" I asked. Call me desperate, but I like to at least know why people hate me.

"I can't remember."

"Okay well, you said that you didn't hate me a few days ago, then you said that it was obvious now why Reena hated me, but you couldn't say."

"Oh, yeah! She hates you because you're naturally hotter than her and she's jealous."

"What?" That couldn't be true, Reena is pretty, she's skinny and gets all the guys. I'm not skinny! Compared to her stick shape, I'm curvy. Although, I heard before that some guys find that hotter... but no, it couldn't be. Danny's just drunk and doesn't know what he's saying.

"Yeah, I can't believe you don't see it"

"I'm not pretty."

"No, you're beautiful. That night you went out with Nerd boy in that dress, I realised that even though you wear less attention-seeking clothes and you blend in at school instead of standing out, you are gorgeous."

"No, I'm really not, I..."

"Let me finish, I saw you in those pyjamas too.."

"Please don't." I could feel my face turning warm.

"..And you were hot then too. Tonight, at that dance, Reena was being the centre of attention, but it was you that all the guys were staring at when you walked in, not her." Danny finished talking and I could tell that this subject has sobered him up, as he was no longer giggling and joking at everything.

"Danny, I'm flattered, but you're drunk. You don't what you're saying, and you won't remember this in the morning anyway. You can't mean any of this, even if it were true you'd never say it to my face."

"I do know what I'm saying and this is true. Why do you think I keep kissing you? You're beautiful and smart and nice and strong enough to stand up for yourself. When you get close to me, or start yelling at me, I just have to kiss you."

I was blushing like crazy now, that couldn't possibly be true, could it?

"But you still won't remember."

"But I can still kiss you anyway."

"That's another thing, can we make a pact without you forgetting it when you become sober?"

"Sure."

"The next time we kiss, if there is a next time, it will be me kissing you."

"And then I'll know you return my feelings, you promise?"

Feelings? He actually had feelings towards me? I found that really hard to believe, but at the same time it sent a warm feeling through my chest.

I heard him at the other end waiting for an answer, so I said, "I promise." and he hung up.

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