We finally get back to the apartment after an exhausting day it feels like its Friday when its only the beginning of the week. I head to the kitchen to start the kettle to make some peppermint tea to help me study and focus on the paper that's due on Wednesday. I walk past Alison sprawled on the couch starting her paper as well.
As i take out my planner i open up to recap the task, i flick through the pages until i see the note harry wrote in my planner today, why did he write his number? Does he like me? Why does he like me? Is he just fooling around? Should i call him? What would i say?, all these questions start filling my head and i start feeling dizzy. 'Focus you have a paper due' my subconscious tells me. At least its a paper for literature so it shouldn't take me that long since i actually enjoy the subject.
As i read the task were tolled to study the each Character of the Great Gastby and write down their main perseverance in the story and how that makes them important to the book. I don't even need to waste time reading the book since i've already read it 3 times.
Moments pass as i drown my head with Toms character in the book and Finally write down my last few paragraphs I've now covered all the character's from Jay Gatsby to Meyer Wolfsheim.
Once i have finished my paper i go to the lounge room to see if Alison's finished, once i walk in i find shes watching an episode of Pretty little liars.
"Hey did you finish the task?"
"I got halfway through Myrtle and i coundn't stand writing anymore, my hands needed a rest and so did i"
"hahaha okay then..scoot over"
i sit down on the couch with her as we watch the old episode
"have you thought about calling lover boy yet?" Alison asks
"what? n-no..yes" i admit
"well are you going to?"
"I'm not sure, what would i even say?"
"well start off with a friendly hey hows it going then he might ask you if you want to go out some time and you say that you will say that your really busy but you could possibly squeeze in some time, so you wont sound desperate and play hard to get"Alison tells me
"um.. i don't know if i can"
"Jules just do it he clearly wants you to call him if he wrote his number and put in a few x's and a winky face"
"okay, i'll do it"
I grab my phone from the coffee table and grab my planner and start dialing his number, I start feeling anxious as the phone starts ringing, after a while he dosn't answer and just as i am about to hang up he answers.
"ya Hello?" a unrecognized voice of a girl speaks in the phone
I look down at the number in my planner and the one on the phone and they are the exact same so i didn't dial the number wrong.
"H-Hi um who is this?" i ask stuttering
"This is jane, who are you?" the girl says back rudly
"Juliet, is um harry there?"
"yea, uh nah he bye" and with that she hangs up.
feeling stupid i put the phone back and Alison looks at the phone and then me
"Who the hell is Jane?" Alison says venom clear in her voice
"I don't know, we have only moved to collage for a few weeks i guess harry has a lot of friends we don't know of"
"your not defending his ass, are you? he cant just give his number to you and say 'call me xoxo' then have a Jane skank answer his phone for you, who does he think he is?"
"No, no and I'm feeling let down by him and this is exactly why didn't want to call him in the first place i knew something like this would happen" i feel so low right now ugh
"just ignore him" Alison tells me, and ill do just that.
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FanfictionDon't wait until it's too late to tell someone how much you love them, how much you care for them, how much you adore them, Because when they're gone, no matter how loud you shout and cry, they wont hear you anymore
