Ava's Symphony

I Would

Soon enough, the day ceases. On the bus trip back home, I rest my head on my backpack and cuddle up to my jacket. My mind starts racing through a string of thoughts:

yes the day's over

what time is it?

*looks at watch* three thirty-two

god i'm hungry

would somebody bring me food

somebody

i have a somebody

Linus

call Linus for food

haven't seen him since last month

he better bring me chips

and make me some s'mores

I am so deep in thought that I don't notice that my phone has been jiggling for a while. I flip it over in surprise to see Linus' name on it. Picking it up and I chirp, "Linus where have you been? I'm hungry."

"Where are you?" He asks huskily.

Unintroduced to you all, Linus and I have been together for two years, going on three in four and a half months. We've known each other since grade five because we sat together during tutorial class, but we didn't talk much, except the occasional note-passing as the teacher sometimes blabbered about his quirky hobbies like collecting empty paper towel rolls. We got conversational thenceforth. He asked me out in junior prom two months later. It was suprising since he was, um, how do I put it, a freshman wing and pretty pleasant in terms of physical attractiveness, and so I went with him owing to the fact that Scarlett was sick and Ann ditched me having her own date. I have to admit that I had pretty fine a night then. We get along with each other and so why don't give it a shot? We've been going steady. We have normal couple stuff together like movie-watching, dinner dates, the occasional surprise present. Linus has been good to me but it was never serious. It's like we're so used to each other being around like we're brother and sister. It was never a committed thing anyway, we were just dating and stuff, at least he never say he loves me.

"I'm on the way home from the sports ground. Why?"

"Okay, I'll be at your place in ten with s'mores and fries." I can hear the cheekiness in his voice.

I smile, "You are my favourite mind reader. And do you mind changing it into chips? I've been craving for them since this morning."

"I wouldn't mind at all, and I have a surprise for you as well."

"Oh my God! What is i-"

"Bye Ava, see you in ten." He says, in a pretend-exasperated tone.

I hang up before him. I can almost feel the bubbling feverishness in my throat. Questions are popping out of my mind too. Where has he been? What hasn't he called me last month? Is he seeing somebody else? What is the surprise? What flavoured chips is he gonna buy? You think he knows the difference between sour cream 'n' onion and cheese 'n' onion? A short vibration from my phone snaps me out of my trance. It turns out that Niall has dm'ed me. I 'swipe to read' and Twitter is automatically launched on the screen. And here, the message I astonishingly read: "Babe I miss you."

"What happened, Niall? Is there something you want to tell me?"

A reply comes right back, "I need you."

I start typing, "Now I'm confused, in what tone are you needing me? If it's like you and the boys had a fight or someth-"

He interrupts by sending me this which appears to be a YouTube link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AlDyMGWvfxA (credits to the video owner :D)

I click into it without thinking. Seems like it's a link to an I Would lyric video.

"Lately I found myself thinking, been dreaming about you a lot. And up in my head I'm your boyfriend," I then have this weird feeling in my stomach and it seems to be expanding to my chest. "but that's one thing you've already got."

"He drives to school every morning, while I walk alone in the rain." Niall James Horan, did you send somebody to spy on my guy? "He'd kill me without any warning, if he took a look in my brain." Well even if Linus knows that you... WAIT WHAT? NIALL YOU WHAT? I hope I'm not getting the wrong (might be right) idea here.

"Would he say he's in L-O-V-E? Well if it was me, then I would, I would. Would he hold you when you're feeling low? Baby, you should know that I would, I would." My heart beats like there's no tomorrow. I feel like something is welling up inside of me, it's pressing towards my throat, my heart, my lungs, everything inside me is compressed so hard that I could stop breathing and faint. Am I supposed to feel what I think Niall is feeling right now?

"Back in my head we were kissing, I thought things were going alright." I admit I sometimes fantasise making out with Niall, but the other way round? I concede that it's pretty creepy. "With a sign on my back saying 'Kick Me!', reality ruined my life."

"Feels like I'm constantly playing a game that I'm destined to lose. 'Cause I can't compete with your boyfriend, he's got twenty-seven tattoos." Well this is just ridiculously ironic yet true, it's crystal clear that my celebrity crush has a crush on me! How can this be? I mean, we do dm each other everyday, he's really just a normal lad with compatible topics, a really good person to talk to. But apparently I did not see that coming. I'm confusing myself at the same time: Is Niall like drunk or something? Is he even making sense? There must be some reason that he's telling me that right now. Why didn't he say so in the first place? Niall Horan, though. It's not like any other girl can get herself a Niall Horan.

Before I can have the song finished, the bus stops at the front door of my home. Switching off the screen, cutting off the song in the middle of "Would he hol-", I shove my phone back into my front pocket. I grab all my stuff and get up. I hop off the bus to see a shocking sight that my various foliage-decorated porch being filled with what seem to be brand-new cushions with polka dot patterns. Infuriated, I press the doorbell with my shoulder as I have my jacket on one hand and my bag of sports clothes on the other. After five or six failed attempts, the lock clicks open and the door swings inwards. And there I find Linus standing hold a bowlful of chips, sucking his cheese powder-covered index finger.

"Now you tell me what the hell is with all the cushions out there?"

"Hey , you don't have to be mad at me. The first thing you say to me after a whole month is 'what the hell'? Isn't that sweet?" Oh that smiling corner of his lips.

"Oh my God, sorry! I was wrong because I was worried about my granny's beloved tiger-lilies and sunflowers being squashed. Right, right, right so yeah, you've been given permission to just put pillows and cushions all over the place. Fine, my excessive concerns are none of your beeswax." I quickly fire back sarcastically. "Like duh, you haven't even explained why you were gone for the last month, am I not given to right to be angry at my boyfriend for not telling me what was the problem? I'm not mad at you because the mess out there on the porch was your ridiculous surprise that I don't understand, I am freaking over here because I. Am. Panicking."

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AND HERE I GIVE YOU THE EVIL CLIFFHANGER HAHA.

Okay, questions: (a) How do you like the chapters so far? (b) Do you think Ava and Linus is going to stay together after this fight? (Spoiler: Ava and Linus are breaking up........ for now.) (c) Guess the title for the next chapter!

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