Chapter 4

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Friday, June 19th, 2020, 9:50 pm (Clay's POV)

She texted me. Katie texted me. I didn't expect everything to happen so fast. A bead of sweat dripped down my face, not just from the summer Florida heat. I typed out "Hi." and deleted it. I typed out "hey!" and deleted it. Shoot. What do I say? I scrambled to my computer and hopped on a discord call with Sapnap.
"Dude what do I say?" I ask, nervously glancing at my phone. The longer I waited to respond, the less interested I would come off to her. And I definitely was not interested.
"Well what did she say?" Sapnap asked.
"Hi...she said hi," I covered my face with my hands, "I mean what am I supposed to respond with?!" Sapnap let out a loud laugh. Dude this isn't funny!" I whined, my voice muffled by my hands.
"You have endless possibilities of what to say, just say hi or something." Sapnap giggled out, trying to catch his breath. Oh. I hadn't thought of that. Instead of responding, I hung up on him, his laugh still ringing in my ears. I grab my phone again and pace around my small apartment room. This is it. I'll just type out "hey!" or maybe no exclamation mark.... I'll just send them back. That's good.

                                        Katie
           imessage
           Today 9:45 PM

hi
Hey
(delivered)

I sucked in a breath and stared at my phone until I saw those three familiar glowing dots appear. Katie was typing. We were having a conversation. My head and heart felt like they were going to blow up. Everything that happened, the letters, and now our rekindling, it just felt like it wasn't real. She was typing for a long time...and stopped. Those three familiar glowing dots disappeared. What happened? Was she having second thoughts? Rubbing my hands against my eyes I sighed. Why do things have to be so complicated? Why am I so nervous talking to Katie again? I set my phone back down on my desk and sat up from my chair. Patches was nuzzling herself on my legs, purring. I scooped her up, and sat back down on my chair.

I remember for at least two weeks after Katie left, Patches would meow and scratch the front door, waiting for her to come back. I never got the cat, what was the name...Poppy. Katie and I picked out this ginger cat with gleaming blue eyes. Katie wished Poppy and Patches would be best friends, play fighting with each other, be two peas in a pod. Like we were. It would be Poppy and Patches like it was Katie and Clay. But as I glanced at the little (read 9:50 PM) under my text that I had sent, I had doubts that my wishes, like Katies for Poppys and Patches, would never happen.

I leaned back in my gaming chair, with Patches curling up into a ball on my lap. I heard a ding come from my phone and sucked in a breath. A cold sweat spread through my body, and my hands started to tremble as I grabbed my phone from my desk. A text notification. From Katie. I quickly unlocked my phone, and Katie's text appeared on my screen.

                                    Katie
       imessage
        Today 9:45 PM

hi
                                                                          Hey
                                                                          (delivered)

can we talk? call you in 5?

She wanted to call me. To talk. In real-time? A toothy smile appeared on my face as I quickly typed back:

                                         Katie
            imessage
            Today 9:45 PM

hi
                                                                                Hey

can we talk? Call you in 5?

                           Yes!
                          (delivered)

Was the exclamation point too much? I didn't care; I was just leaping with joy that she wanted to talk to me in real life. I ran to the bathroom, with Patches jumping out of my lap. I stared at myself in the mirror, every hair out of place, pimple, or insecurity staring back right back at me. There was not enough time to fix it all. I quickly turn on the faucet, splashing my face with the cold water. This was it. I was going to talk to her. I would not be able to plan out my words like I did in the letter.

I looked down at my watch: 9:47 PM. Three minutes. One hundred eighty seconds until I would talk to Katie again. Who knew what this meant? What would become of our once broken relationship?

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Ring, Ring, Ring...My hands shook as I held my phone to my face: Katie was face timing me. My hands shook as I slowly held in a breath...and released it. This was happening. I clicked accept and her face popped on my phone screen. Her face was just like a memory. Exactly as I had remembered her. Her eyes squinted when she nervously smiled at me. Her eyes brightened up at the sight of me. "Hi!" she exclaimed, and I set my phone on my desk.
"Hey Katie, how uh..," I ran my fingers through my hair, struggling to find words, "how are you?"
"I'm good, Clay," Katie smiled at me, "I'm terrific."

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If she was nervous, she didn't show it. Katie was confidently carrying the conversation with a flow, while I, on the other hand, was a complete wreck. I was mumbling, stuttering, and stammering over my words. It wasn't that I was nervous or anything; I had too much to say, and I didn't know how to say it. "I uh...Patches misses you."

"She does? Aw! I miss Patches too," Katie exclaimed before pouting. I wish I knew what she was thinking.

"I don't know if you remember, but did you ever get Poppy?"

"Poppy? Gee, of course, I remember Poppy. I mean, we picked her out and everything..." I smiled softly, slowly shaking my head. "I remember a lot of things."

"Like what?" She said, propping her head upon her hands in front of her phone.

"Everything. Your favorite songs, our Minecraft dates, and...and I know it's cheesy or whatever, but I do honestly miss it. I mean, when we were together, I was at my best." I let out a breath and ran my fingers through my hair, nervously looking around my room. Katie smirked at me, and I swear I could see her eyes glistening through the phone; whether she was tearing up or her eyes were just shining their usual shine, I couldn't tell.

"I miss it too." What did that mean for us? Would we try again? Start over? Or was this just for closure? Interrupting my tornado of thoughts, Katie asked, "Hey...What do you say about coming to visit me in the big apple?"
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a/n CHAPTER 4 IS FINALLY OUT!!!!!! i hope you enjoy it!'
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