Dakota's POV
when I got home I collapsed on my bed for a while, gathering up enough resolve to call Alex. I closed my eyes and tries to concentrate, rehearsing the conversation in my mind as best I could. finally I picked up the phone off my nightstand and dialed her number.
ring.
ring.
riiing....
"your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system."
Dammit! I slammed the phone back down I just got into a fucking bike accident ans sustained. serious injury and she STILL can't answer her phone! why was I so unimportant to her?
I was too tired to get up off my bed so I just picked up my iPod and started reading a book on wattpad. two minuts later the phone rang.
I looked at the caller ID and saw alex's number. surprised, I answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hey Kota."
I wasn't prepared foe the way her voice made me feel. I closes my eyes tightly.
"Hi Alex. you should really make a habit of answering your phone. people aren't gonna want to call you if you never pick up."
"sorry. I was in the other room and didn't hear it ring." Likely story. "so are you gonna tell me what happened now?"
I sighed and started into to the story. I explained that I wasn't paying attention to the roas and ran a stop sign. I told her the girl that hit me offered to drive me to the hospital and I agreed. I specifically left out the part where I fell head over heels for this girl the moment I met her and the part where we kisses. twice. I felt bad for keeping it from her, but I didn't think it would be such a good idea to tell her.
she sounded very upset that I was hurt. I tried to reassure her that I was fine and that I wasn't in pain anymore. she didn't seem convinced.
"what in the world distracted you so much that you wouldn't notice a stop sign, Kota?"
I paused, pondering how to answer that question. I went with the truth.
"well, to be honest...I was actually thinking about you."
she was silent for a good ten seconds.
"really?"
"yeah," I said softly.
"what about me?"
should I tell her? should I just completely spill my feelings and see what happens? could I take that chance?
I took a deep breath. *you can do this Dakota.*
"I was just...thinking about what happened this afternoon." I cleared my throat.
"Oh." shit. what did 'oh' mean?
awkward silence.
"Dakota--"
"Alex--"
We spoke at the same time. I laughed nervously and kept silent, figuring the next thing she'd probably say would be "you first."
"You first." I was psychic.
"No, you."
she sighed heavily. "Alright. um, I just want you to be totally honest right now. what exactly did you mean by what you did today?"
ugh. I didn't sign up for answering questions.
"well...I just...did that cuz I wanted to. I'm always wanting to do stuff like that. I had to get it out of my system." I sounded like an idiot.
