"Meet me by the big oak tree in the park on Saturday at 2:00 exactly" the message read. I could just imagine him, sitting at home writing it. It's hard to think that it was only a few hours ago that we had that short conversation through paper.
I wasn't sure what to send back? Am I ready for another relationship, when I only just got over Ethan. I decided to text my one of my best friends Michael. Michael has always been their for me and he's understood my problems that I couldn't talk to my girl friends about. " What would you do if someone asked u out and you liked them but you didn't know if the were joking or not?"
Minutes later Michael replied, " go for it. I know you've just dumped Ethan, but I think this will be good for you!"
"Thank you so much!! your a life saver. you really are a great friend to have xx" I sent back, meaning it. He's always listened to my problems, even if he's really not interested.
"Ok. see you there" I sent back to Niall. I didn't know what else to do apart from wait for a reply. I don't know that I love him yet, but I had a feeling that one day I will.
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"MABEL!!! Get out of bed! We are leaving for school in 20 minutes!" were the first words I heard this morning. Why can't mum come up here and tell me instead of screaming up the stairs like a nutter.
"YES! I'm getting out now." I yelled back croakily. I got out of bed and checked my phone, 10 unread messages and 4 missed calls, all from Niall. I must have fallen asleep waiting for a reply last night.
"Really? I didn't think you'd agree" the first one said. The rest of them were just repeated ones of saying "so your defiantly coming?" At the moment I couldn't be assed to call back.
Just as I put my phone back down it started buzzing again. "Go to the willow tree behinds the courts at break. Alone." What the hell, is this some sort of movie? What could he possibly need to ask me, alone?
"I'll be there" I replied what else could I have said? I mean really, what could be this important?
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What We Are - N.H
Fanfictionsad people love the rain because they are no longer crying alone. i guess thats me then, a sad person crying in the rain.