Hope (Tyrelliot)

Chapter 16: Hope

Elliot's POV

"Yes?"
She's listening.
I'm nervous.
"I-I think I might have a small crush on someone...."
My heart starts to beat a little faster.
"I-I'm not sure though! It's only that-"
I sigh. There's no way to make this less awkward than it already is.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anybody!"
I nod again, expressing my thankfulness towards her.
I take a deep breath.
I close my eyes and calm down a little.
"It's only that I've been dreaming of him before I even knew who he was..."
"Wait, so you're telling me you have a crush on someone you haven't even met yet?"
"It gets better the more I go on, so be patient please. I had 2 dreams.
In the first one I stood on top of a building and everything around me was burning. The colour green was missing.
Then someone took my hand, it was a male hand, and I saw that he was wearing a button-up shirt. I woke up before I could see his face."
"Woah, okay...."
"Then my first subject was art and I got the one colouring set without the colour green!"
"So, green is missing again!"
"Yes!"
Darlene looks exited.
I'm curious how she'll react when I come to the biggest part.
"In the second dream I was walking down a street with grass on the side, but it wasn't green, it was indigo blue, so no green again..."
Her eyes have widened over the span of this conversation.
I think I got her hooked.
"Next thing I know, I walk past a rainbow with no green, again.
I find a fairly large house, but when I take another step it starts to burn all of a sudden. A person runs of it, burning, suffering and screaming for help, but I can't move."
"Oh my god, that last part sounds horrible..."
"Yeah... Anyways, the next day I come to school and there's this other kid with, guess what, an button-up shirt and an indigo blue tie!"
"No way!"
"On top of that, he didn't have a green pen, so I think he's the guy..."
"Wait so you're saying, that you 'think' you might have something to do with him and assume he's your crush, but you don't really feel anything and only assume that purely based on the fact that you dreamed of him twice?"
I can't believe it. She put it into words.
"Y-yes, e-exactly that...."
"Hm..."
I look down. Now that I think about it, I only met him once, why would I have a crush on him? I don't know anything about him, neither does he of me.
"Did you... talk to him or anything? Do you even know his name?"
"Tyrell Wellick. And technically, he spoke to me first, so I don't really know."
She has her fist under her chin and looks down.
She's thinking.
"He gave me his phone number which was kind of weird.. I mean-"
"Oooh, show me! Show me!"
I give her the card.
She seems impressed.
"Whoa, an official business card.. Did he say why he has this?"
"No, he just gave it to me after introducing himself.."
"Huh, weird...."
I couldn't agree more.
Who the hell goes around and gives their phone number to basically strangers?
"Maybe you should call him?"
"Oh no, if anything I'm going to text him. You know how bad I am with talking.."
"Yeah, you're right... When do you plan on doing that?"
"I don't know yet..."
"Well, that's okay."
"Yeah... Thank you so much for this."
She looks at me with big eyes.
"Y-You're welcome! Since when do you like talking to me?"
"Since I had this really helpful conversation."
I smile at her.
She smiles back.
"Okay, I will go now" I say.
"Sure, you're welcome back anytime!"
She says, still smiling a little bit.
I get out of her room and enter mine.
I lock the door, lay down on my bed and close my eyes.

For the first time in a while I feel...
Hope.
Hope that it all gets better in the end.