I'm Waiting For You

Chapter 24 ❤️ Not so good ❤️

Tuesday and Wednesday roll off like usual. Ryan and I are still in a good term. I did tell Harley about that, and as curious as I am, Harley also has the same question as me about why he acts differently when I ask him about that night. I try my best to keep it to myself and not being a busybody to ask him more. If he wants to tell me, then he would. Probably it's not that important and that's why he doesn't want to talk about it.

I am on my way to my locker after the bell for lunch time rings. As I arrive at my locker, Harley is already there. Unless she's not alone.

"Hey, Harley. You're early. Hey." I nod and smile at William and push in the password of my locker.

"Hey. I was passing by here to go to cafe and I saw Harley. So, I assume I'll go with you both. If you don't mind."

I put my books and take another notebook and textbooks for the next class.

"No, of course not. Sure, after I take my books." I nod and put them in my bag.

"Okay, let's go."

"So, you guys have a game next week?" Harley asks William who is walking beside me.

"Yes, it is just a friendly game actually. Against Hughes. So it's not a really big game." William puts his hands in his pockets which makes him looks more mascular I could say.

"Oh who cares if it is big game or not. I will surely come for the game." she waves her hand and give a big smile.

"Really? That's cool. You're coming too?" I raise my eyebrows when he looks at me. I point at myself, "Me?" No Abby, the the other Harley who is walking behind you but you can't see her and William can.

"Yes, you. Who else?" He shrugs.

"I'll need to look at my schedule first-"

Before I can even make a full sentence, "Which means, she will. Her schedule is my schedule." Harley says. She puts her hand on my shoulder and says, "Right, Abigail?"

I turn my head at her slowly and widen my eyes while giving a smile in some kind of saying, 'what are you talking about?'

"Um, yeah. Sure, Harley." I reply while giving slap on her shoulder. And a smile at William.

As soon as we arrive at the cafeteria, everyone in the gang is already there. Including Ryan. Everyone greets us and gives a fist bump with every one of us. I look at Ryan and see him glare at William before pulls him in a bro hug.

I take a seat beside William which is the only seat available after Harley takes the seat beside Alex and not much surprise I sit across from Ryan.

"Are you guys going to Nate's party? This Saturday?" Adam asks everyone who is eating their food.

They all reply with 'of course', 'not going to miss that', 'yes, as usual'.

I'm aware that Nate is the captain of our school's cricket team. So his name is so familiar but going to his party, no.

"So, who's driving?" Alex looks at everyone.

"Okay, take out your phones. The first to one to get a notification will drive. Deal?" Alex suggests them a game which is not bad for me.

Everyone takes out their phones not too surprise that everyone is using iphone though just in different models. They put it on the table except me, William and Harley.

"What? You guys not going? Having a date?" Ben asks us. I don't expect that William is not going though.

Everyone is looking at us now. I see Ryan looks at me but I choose to ignore his stare.

"No, it's not that we don't want to go. But, I have a family dinner and Abby has an event to attend. So, basically we're not free. Sorry." Well, I think Harley is not joking when she said that my schedule is her schedule.

I just nod and say sorry too.

"Well, that's okay then. Will?"

"I also have something to do. My dad asks me to go with him for something and I have no choice." He shrugs.

"You should find him a girlfriend." Adam says.

"If it was that easy, I would you know. I'm getting bored following him without knowing anyone." He makes a bored face. I get that feel, William.

"Okay, now. Don't cheat. Don't put your phone on silence okay." Alex continues.

They go on with their game and after waiting for like 3 minutes, Ryan's phone dings first. I didn't expect that actually I was expecting it would be Adam first as you know he's the most popular one here.

"Damn it." Ryan takes his phone and see the notification.

"Looks like someone is trying to hide something." They start to disturb Ryan and try to read his message.

I'm suppose to think it's funny but I just smile and feel so curious about who sent the message.

"Stop it, guys. It is my mom!" He shows the message to everyone and everyone stops.

"That's disappointing." Alex says. No, it's relieving for me. For no reasons.

"Well, at least you can save your money for fuel." Ryan rolls his eyes.

They laugh and the whole cafeteria is full with their laughter trying to tease Ryan. I love seeing their friendship actually.

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I'm just about to close my eyes when I hear my phone rings.

I take it and look at the caller.

I pick up the call, "Hey, Abby." I hear Ryan's voice.

"Hey."

"You asleep?"

"Yes, I'm just talking in my sleep."

"Okay, okay. That's a stupid question." he laughs a little.

"Is there anything you want to say?" I ask him.

He breaths out, "I'm just wondering if you really not going to the party because of some business or because you're not comfortable with that."

"What? No, no. I'm okay with parties actually. I didn't go that much but yeah I still can handle it. But this Saturday is really a business."

"Oh, glad to hear that. I was afraid you might feel uncomfortable about the invitation." He exhales in relieve.

I laugh a little, "No, it's just I need to attend an event with my Mom. That's all. Nothing to worry about."

"So, you might go to any next party?"

"Well, it depends."

"Okay then."

"Hey, Ryan. I'm not so good in socialising but I still know how to have fun. What do you expect when I have a friend like Harley?"

I hear him laugh on the line. Even his laugh is adorable.

"Okay, okay. Figured that."

"Okay. Good night, Ryan." I say.

"Good night, Abby." he says and I hang up the call.

Imagine having someone wishing you good night everyday. I might sleep well every night though. Especially if it is from Ryan.