The Man In A Fedora

Chapter 22: Badbye

06/23/2019

I opened my eyes to darkness when my phone started to spread vibrations all around. I rubbed my eyes quickly before I grabbed it. My eyes narrowed as the screen light hit my pupils. An unknown number was calling me. Rolling my eyes,I put the phone down and tried to go back go sleep. But a small doubt that appeared on my mind made all the sleepiness fade away. I quickly thought about the possibilites of that number being Harold's.
Although the chances were low I could never let that doubt turn into a regret later. I opened the phone with hesitation.

"Look out the window." the voice said.

That familiar voice echoed in my mind.
Although he wasn't in the room I could see him grinning while holding the phone.

"Harold, is- is it you?" I asked, smiling hopefully.

"I can't wait forever." he said,in a sarcastic tone.

Walking closer to the window
"Oh, we know you can." I said. I let a small lough out.
He was waiting below.

At that moment all that I wish to have  was that dream totem from Inception cause I wasn't able to tell if I was dreaming or not.

"Now that you completed the first task, it's time for the next one. This one will be harder,I'm warning ya." he said, sarcastically. This time I could really see his grin.

"Oh, I am so ready." I said,staring at him. He looked so small.

"Alright,I dare you to come down and spend the night with me Miss Silva." he said.

"First,you might have to prove me I am not dreaming." I said, while choosing a loose t shirt from my closet.

"I will as soon as you come here." he said before he closed the phone.

I quickly grabbed the keys and locked the door. I ran down the stairs. He no longer was there. Eveything else looked pretty normal. Street lights, and signs. I wasn't dreaming but I didn't know if it was good to know that anymore.
Inhaling and exhaling right after eachother, I tried to scan the street.
Two headlights were shining far away.
They got closer and closer until a black Range Rover stopped right in front of me.
One of the windows opened down slowly revealing the driver.
A smile appeared on my face as soon as I saw his green eyes.
"Come on!" he said.

"Wow, you are full of surprises. I didn't know you had a car." I said,closing the door.

"What made you think I actually own it?" he said, flashing his green eyes at me and grinning in the dirtiest way.

Frowning a little
"You did not." I said.

"I am a thief Stella, and I'll be known as a thief forever. Sorry to say that you are in a stolen car and I've already started to drive it." he said,stepping on the gas harder.

"Harold would never do that? You sure you're not a copy of him from a parallel universe." I said, turning to him.

He looked the same, but looking closely at him I could see there was something different in his eyes. Something unexplainable.

"You wish. I still am me. Tonight I don't want to worry about things,I just want to enjoy the moment. Besides weren't you the one always told me to do whatever I want? I stole a car for you so make this night worth it." he said.

I was the one constantly telling him to change things but now that he was doing it I realised how right he was not to.
He was doing all of that to make me happy but all that I could feel in my chest was the pressure of anxiety.
Something about his attitude was off.
And I had a bad feeling about it.