I'll Call You... Beautiful

Chapter 6

I keep walking away from the "crazy guy" but I notice that Sarah isn't beside me anymore. I turn around and see that she's stopped a couple of steps back. Behind her I can still see Drew sanding outside the shop watching us.

"What are you doing?" I ask her annoyed.

She doesn't answer me, instead she walks over to me and begins to drag me back to shop. I break free from her before we reach the shop again, and ask her for the second time, what she's doing.

"He called you beautiful, while you've got coffee poured all over you. You two are made for each other."

"How can you say that? You don't even know him. For all we know he could be a murderer and I'm just his next target." I say even more annoyed.

"He's not a murderer Amber." She looks at me like I'm crazy. "He's cute, very cute. Did you see his chocolatey brown eyes? And his brown hair? And his face?!" She sighs.

"I have chocolatey brown eyes and brown hair and if you haven't noticed I have a face as well! We don't need someone else."

"See the perfect match! Now go give him your number!" She orders me and points towards Drew, who is still watching us and can probably hear us.

"No!" I almost shout at her.

"Fine, then I will." She turns around and heads towards Drew.

"Sarah!" I hiss at her but she ignores me. I storm after Sarah, towards Drew.

"Here's Amber's number. Text her later, okay?"

"Sure, thanks." He replies. Why do I hate him?!

"Oh hey Beautiful." He says, with a stupid grin on his face.

"We were just leaving." And with that I drag Sarah away with me.

"Don't forget to text her!!" Sarah calls back at him.

"I wont." He shouts back, and when I turn around he gives me a wink.

"Why would you do that to me?" I ask Sarah, my voice comes out angrier than I intended.

"I'm sorry okay, but how many guys actually ask for your name or number. I was just trying to help." She does sound genuinely sorry, but I'm so angry at everything that I snap back at her. "Well I don't need your help."

"You know what, you're right. You don't need anyone's help." She storms off in the direction of her house, while I just stare at her. After a few minutes I storm off in the opposite direction to go home.

When I get home I go straight up to my bedroom and slam my door shut. I head into my bathroom, take a quick shower and change into my favourite pair of pyjamas. When I'm finished I just sit on my bed for a bit until I hear a knock at the door. Mom comes in and sits down beside me. She hands me a cup of hot chocolate and gives me a small smile.

"What happened sweetie?" She asks in her motherly tone.

"I had a fight with Sarah." I reply and take a sip of the hot chocolate.

"About?" Mom urges.

"Something stupid. It was all my fault, I snapped at her. I'll go over and apologise tomorrow."

"Are you okay though?" Mom looks at me concerned.

"Yeah I'm fine, just a little tired that's all." I give her a smile to try and make it believable.

"Okay, well get some rest sweetie." She says as she gets up to leave. "I love you."

"I love you too mom." And then she heads downstairs again.

I get up from my bed, and walk towards my desk. I place my cup down and sit on the floor. I stare at my bed for a while and just as I'm about to take my box out from under my bed, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I'm silently wishing it's Sarah but I'm surprised when I open the message.

"Hey Beautiful. Hope you're feeling better, you seemed a little angry..
Drew x"

Damn right I was angry. I had coffee poured all over me for goodness sake. I debate whether or not I should reply. Then I think about what Sarah said and it's true. No guy has ever asked me what my name is or for my number. Guys don't normally talk to me at all. And I do have to admit Drew is pretty cute.... What the hell.

"Hey... Yeah I am feeling better, thanks. And can you please stop calling me Beautiful?!"

There I did it, Sarah would be so proud. My heart is beating so fast right now and I'm all flushed. I feel so embarrassed right now. What if it's just a prank? What if... My thoughts are interrupted when I feel another vibration from my phone.

"Good :) And nope, you said I could call you whatever I want and I chose Beautiful. So that is what I'll call you"

"But why would you chose Beautiful?"

I immediately regret sending that. Why would I ask such a stupid question. What was I thinking?! He's gonna think in such a weirdo and.. Again I'm rudely interrupted by my phone.

"Simple, because you are beautiful"

A/N

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