Chapter 5

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It's been two weeks since the school started. So it's also been two weeks since I saw Theo. He hasn't called me and I'm starting to go crazy. I don't pay attention in classes, I barely eat anything and Mason is starting to get pissed at me for not paying attention to him talking about some new video game.

I don't know what is wrong with me. Why do I care so much if he calls? I shouldn't want him to call. I hated him two weeks ago but now all I want to do is look in his eyes again.

I was just sitting in my History class, looking out of the window and daydreaming, when I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket.

I got really really exited. I know who I want it to be from but it's probably just my mom, asking what I want for dinner. I take my phone out of my pocket and a big smile grows on my face instantly. It's from Theo.

"Liam!.....Liam!"          I look up and see that the teacher is talking to me.             "Liam you know that you can't be on your phone in my class." she doesn't look angry.

"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry."      "Well I'm sorry too but I have to take away your phone. You can get it back after your school day ends."

This day was the longest day in all of my history. I couldn't think abot anything else but Theo and that message. Maybe he texted that he wanted to hang out with me? Or maybe he said that we shouldn't meet anymore and he just made a mistake telling me that he would like to hang out?

When the school day finally ends, I just run to my history class. The teacher looks at me for a second, then hands me my phone and smiles.      "Thanks!" is all I say when I storm out of the class.

I'm at my car in seconds. I can't belive that I can actually read that message now. I open my phone.         

New message from:      THEO RAEKEN

Hey! How are you?                                                                                                                                                                                               Look I know that you probably still hate me but I would like to meet up with you, so we could talk and I could once again say I'm sorry. Face to face. If that's okay then I would pick you up at 8 o'clock. I really want to take you somewhere. It's a place where I go a lot to think and sort things out in my head. I hope you are okay with that?

Theo


I keep staring at my phone. He wants to meet up? I'm suddenly really happy.

I text him quicly:  Yeah, I'm okay with that.            And then speed home.

I couldn't belive it. He does want to hang out. Why does it make me so happy?

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