Do You Hear Me?

Chapter 8

I got up from my trance and all i felt was isolation. I counldn't get her out of my head. I could't get Allison out of my head. My phone started to vibrate.

Who could that be? I catechize it over and over again in my head. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and can't help but notice a piece of paper too in my hands with my phone. On the paper, was scriven "Allison, 324-839-158 :) x ". My memory then started to commemorate that she gave it to me earlier.

My phone started to vibrate again. What could it be this time? I swiped to unlock my phone and saw 5 messages from Ashley and Daniel subsequently.

Daniel:

Where are you man?

Dude you okay?

Hello?

Are you sleeping again? Or are hopelessly in love with that girl again ;)

Call me when you see this. ASAP

Ashley:

Hey bestie Why aren't you replying Dan's texts

You lovesick?

I'm starting to think you're sleeping

Wtv you suck

I love you tho ahahah :P x

Oh I've been asleep for 2 hours. Whoops. Just gonna save Allison's number first. Okay, done. I ring Dan's phone and it went straight to voicemail. These two are without a doubt doing stuffs I DON'T EVEN WANT TO START TALKING ABOUT IT. Okay, so I guess I'll just call Allison. I don't even know why.

"Hello?" Someone answered.

"Uh, h-hey? This is Bradley. Remember me?"

A pretty short awkward silence as I was trembling with fear.

"Oh yeah. Hey Bradley! What's up?"

"Oh, me? Nah nothing much. Just calling to see how are you doing." I ended it with a nervous laughter. Oh God. That was a big mistake. UGHHH

"Ah, nothing much. Just out with a couple of friends. Hey why don't you join us?"

I froze. Should I? Should I not? Shit. I hate making descisions.

"Uh, its okay. I don't want to ruin the moment. What about tomorrow? You up for it?"

"Yeah, sure. Its a date then." She acknowledged me.

"Okay, goodbye then." I aforementioned.

"Goodbye, Bradley." She hung up.

I tossed my phone on the bed and dived into the bed. Holy shit. I'm going out for a date tomorrow. What should I do? What should I wear. Where should I take her? The questions seem to recapitulate in my head.

"Well someone's happy. Want to tell me what is it this time?" Ashley walked into the room with Daniel beside her. "What? Nothing." I got up and sat on the bed. "Well, you better start explaining. Because the Bradley we know doesn't smile for no reason, and you've been doing it since the day you met Allison." Daniel sat next to me.

Oh crap. Oh well. Fine. I murmured. "So..." I began talking about Allison.