Infinite - Jake T. Austin Love Story

16: Awkward

Wow. He's been tweeting a lot lately. I can't believe I haven't seen these, I mean... It's his tweets, I never miss his tweets.

I scroll a little more and end at one tweet,

I might have fallen in love with her. She's beautiful.

Ouch. I feel like my heart just sink down inside my body.

He likes a girl. A beautiful girl.

My head starts to stream with images of gorgeous females... Who could he like...

Who could it be?

Why?

"MARIAN LARA!"

I snap back into reality, "Yes, auntie?"

"Your phone has been ringing for ten seconds, answer your phone!" She screams.

"Sorry auntie!" I say. I glance at my phone and look at the caller ID.

Just my luck...

Jake.

"Hello?" I say into my phone.

"Hey Lara," Jake coughs out on the other side of the phone.

"Jake? You sound horrible!" I voice out. Smart move, Lara. Smart move.

"Thanks," he got a chuckle out and continues, "Listen Lara. I won't be able to make it today to the set. My body is killing me."

"Why are you telling me this?" I question, "Shouldn't you tell the director this, or my auntie at least?"

"Well, I called but he wouldn't answer," he replies back with a hoarse cough that follows.

"How about Cierra, David, Bianca, and the rest of the crew?" I ask him.

"I told David, but I just wanted to tell you, too," he says really quietly.

I smile, and my aunt adds a remark, "Ooooh, someone's blushing."

"Auntie!" I scream out. I hear Jake laughing at the other side of the line. He croaks out, "Don't miss me too much today, Lara."

I felt like he had a smirk on his face while he was saying this, "Who said I'd miss you?" I tried my best to say this with a straight face.

"Okay, Ms. Sunshine. You should get some rest while going to the studio. I'll call you later," he speaks in a low, raspy voice.

"Get some rest, okay?" I say quickly.

"I will. Have a good day, Lara," he speaks out.

"Bye Jake," I say in a soft voice.

He coughs excessively and ends the call and I place my phone in my lap.

Well, today's gonna be a drag.

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Point of View: Jake T. Austin
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"Bye Jake," she speaks quietly.

I cough a few times before hanging up and then click the end call button. I should be at the filming today, but I have a pretty good reason for not coming.

I'm sick as hell.

Just kidding. Who'd be sick in California in the summer?

I throw my phone on my bed, and slip my shirt on. I look at the mirror and button up my white collared shirt. I grab my aviators and put them on my face and spray some cologne. I slip on my Converse, grab my phone and keys, and left my place.

*****

I check my watch,

10:00am.

I've been here for fifteen minutes. Where are they? I didn't go to work today just for this.