The Best Kind of Mistake I Jonah Marais I *ON HOLD*

Fifteen

A small smile adorned Brooklyn's face as she saw his name pop up on the screen. She sat sat up slowly in her bed, running a hand through her hair making herself looking slightly more presentable. She looked at her phone and pressed answer.

After a second of loading she was met with the sight of Jonah, he seemed to be in his bunk bed. His hair was messy and his eyes looked tired but they shone bright when he came on the screen.

The brunette haired boy had a wide smile on his face, his eyes crinkling. 

"Why do you look so happy ?" She asked, confusion taking over my face. For a man who looked incredibly tired and was now delaying his sleep he looked incredibly cheerful.

He stared at her for a while longer and chuckled quietly to himself, trying not to wake anybody on the bus. " Cause I'm talking to you" Jonah replied, his smile growing only wider by the second.

She was so taken beck and she almost immediately started blushing to herself. This only encouraged the boy on the other side of the phone call to chuckle more.

Even though they flirted on social media and on text it was odd to hear him flirt in real life. The two almost immediately fell into a comfortable silence before Jonah finally broke it.

The two questioned each other. They learnt more about each other and as each second passed by Brooklyn felt herself longing to be held by the boy just a little more. 

The two conversed for almost a straight hour before Brooklyn started to notice just how tired Jonah was from after the show.

" You know you should probably get some sleep." She said to the boy who was falling asleep.

" No, I don't wanna leave you alone when you are sad" the boy replied, his voice deep and husky with drowsiness.

" Trust me big boy I'm not sad now. Now go get some sleep" Brooklyn told the boy with a playful tone.

" Okay maybe I will. Good night Brooke" 

" Good night Jonah. Thank you."

Brooklyn cut the call and laid down in her bed with a wide smile on her face. She had forgotten why he had called in the first place. The young girl turned over and fell in to a deep sleep, comforted by the thoughts of a certain brunette.

a/n what did you think of their first face to face interaction.