Chapter 32 | I Need to Talk to You
I waited for Ray to pick up the phone. Ring after ring passed on the phone. The anticipation kept building up as I waited patiently for him to answer.
"Hello?" his husky voice answered slowly.
"Hi," I muttered.
"Do you need something?" he asked.
I guess we weren't making any small talk. It was understandable though. I did just kiss his best friend, after all.
"Can I come over and talk?" I asked.
I knew he didn't want anyone to be at his house because of his parents, but it was worth a shot.
He sighed. I could basically see the wheels in his head turning as he tried to decide if this was a good idea.
"Please?" I begged.
"Yeah, I'll text you my address," he said before hanging up.
I grabbed my coat and waited patiently for his text to come. It was time for us to have a proper talk. I might not have been completely ready and based on my previous actions, I could tell he wasn't either, but it had to happen sooner or later.
"Are you going somewhere?" Shane asked.
I nodded my head.
He sighed. "You're going to see him aren't you?"
I nodded again.
I shrugged my shoulders. "I know you don't like him, but I can't help what I feel for him. I've been trying to forget him. Trust me, I have, but he's the only thing that I think about."
"So, you're going to fix things with him?"
"I'm not sure. We're just going to talk things out and see where it goes from there."
I looked at the palms of my hands. "I know, be careful," I stole the words right out of his mouth.
He nodded his head.
I made my way over to Ray's house a few minutes later. With every step, I took my heart beated faster. I knocked on his front door and waited for someone to answer.
The door creaked open slowly and revealed a shirtless Ray wearing sweatpants that hung dangerously low. He ran his fingers through his hair and let me in.
"Are your parents home?" I asked.
He shook his head. "No, they're at work."
I nodded my head.
He led me to his room so we could talk somewhere. Once we arrived, I took a good look around. His walls were painted a navy blue and he had a big mirror on the left side of his bed. Football medals and helmets were displayed nicely on his mantel, and a picture of him and I framed right next to them.
It was a picture of us at his birthday party. His arms circled around my waist as he stood behind me and pressed me close to his chest.
"Smile!" A girl said, snapping a picture of Ray and me.
She took a look at the picture she had just taken. "It's so cute!" she exclaimed.
Ray's arms were still wrapped around me. I tilted my head up to look at him. His beautiful eyes stared into mine.
"Happy birthday," I whispered.
He chuckled. "Thank you. How are you so beautiful?"
YOU ARE READING
The Probability of LoveTeen Fiction
"Maybe instead of focusing on getting girl's numbers, you should focus on getting A's." People automatically think "nerd" when they hear the name Jade Clarke. She excels in all of her classes and is expected to be awarded as Valedictorian at the end...