Chapter VI. Whatsapp

The afternoon was entertaining, I could not lie and say I was bored. The time with my bandmates and best friends was always good, but I would have liked it if she had come.

I know that she is a minor and that I can not try anything beyond the flirting that I started two days ago, but there is something that makes me want to send her another text message. At last I'm home, it's late, around eleven o'clock at night, I hope not to wake her up and if I do, do not get mad at me, so I take a selfie, hoping she finds that cute or at least funny. I look for her number in my contact list and I send her the selfie.


*I am sad bc the angel I prayed for never appeared. You ok?* I text to her and I lay on the bed, with my cell on top of it, next to me.

Today after I left Synyster, my day became real shit. When I arrived at home, I heard sobbings coming out of the living room. It was my mom, crying, because of my dad. I didn't want to leave her alone, so I decided, as fucked up as it was, to text him I couldn't come because of too much homework.

It's night now, about eleven o'clock and I am laying in my bed, not able to sleep. The thought of my mom and how much pain she feels, is haunting me. When I am about to turn the lights off and at least try it, I hear my phone sound. I take a look on the screen and see a message from a him. Then I unlock my phone and see that he sended me a picture of him. Even though he is looking sad, he looks good anyway.

*Hey, handsome. No, because now I feel bad for my cancellation*

I reply to him.

I close my eyes while I'm laying on the bed, I'm so tired that I haven't even taken my clothes off yet. I open my eyes when I hear my phone ring, I look at the screen that has lit up and I see his name on the notifications tab. I smile a little and unlock my phone, I can see her online. "Is she her online just for me?" I think and I can't help but reply.

*Don't feel like that, you've only lost a band of idiots doing idiocies* I send to her and I continue writing. *Denver was cool, a lot of peace and good views, even if I lost the best view of them all* I flirt with her, as usual, but it's all a joke... or not?. I stay online, staring at her conversation.

I can see him typing and I don't know why, but I feel kinda nervous right now. It's strange. I bite my lip and then he replied. I smile. I don't know what it is about him, but he makes me smile so easily.

*There he goes again...Haha. Well, I would have liked to meet them ugh. Next time then. Anyway, where have you been and what did you visit?*

When I text her I can see she saw it inmediatly, so I smile. It seems like we are both talking only to each other. *We visit the city and then the nature park, it was hella cool* I text to her. Then I tap on her profile picture, so I can see her, looking so cute I blame the world for being too old to feel good hooking up with her. I turn back to her conversation and before she can say anything, I write again. *Maybe tomorrow, If you don't have so much homework to do, we can see each other faces* I feel kinda nervous after that so I have to joke, before it seems it's a real date.

I wait for him to reply again and when he did, I laugh out loud. I press my blanket against my mouth, because I don't want to wake up my mom. Then I type again.




*Only for you, honey....
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA, sorry If I traumatized you, but I had to do it.
And yeah, that would be great. Tomorrow I actually have a shorter school day, so maybe we can meet after I finish?*

I laugh hard, I am alone on my hotel room so that is not a problem. *Daaamn, you know how to turn me on, beauty* I say and I search a picture in my gallery to scare her a little, just in revenge of what she just did.




*Here's a picture of my blind snake just to show you what you did to me* I laugh so hard again, I look like a weirdo laughing alone on my bed. *Sorry, had to do it, Angel face*

I calm down again, my belly hurts of laugther. Then he texted again. Now I just sit in my bed, holding the phone like if I am frozen. "He didn't do that" I think and read him. Then suddenly, I brust out in laugther again. I put my pillow on my face and try to breathe.

*Fucking Gates scared the shit out of me. One day, your 'angel face' will have a heart attack because of you. And If not that, then my mom will kill me, because I laughed like a crazy bitch*

I can't stop laughing, I always laugh a lot, I am a happy person but since what happened with Jimmy, when I am alone I overthink a lot and I end up feeling bad. She is doing my night, definitely.

*My bad HAHAHAHAHA. You are easy to scare, this is the second time... the next one will be better and less dirty, I guess...* I smile, staring at the screen.

*Hope your mom is still sleeping, I don't want her to hate me yet, not before our wedding* I don't wait to type again * Tomorrow I'll see you after school in your cafe, or you are angry because I showed you my snake?*

I smile and stare at our conversation. Then when I read his reply, I scream a little, like a little child who just got a new toy. First, I thought he is just one of these fuckers who only wants to sleep with me, but since we had the talk in the coffee, I changed my mind.

Typing....

*Oh, I can't remember you asked me to marry you, but probably when you climed up to my window while I was seelping HAHAHAHAHA.*

I send this message and then type again.

*And if I am angry? HELL YEAH, because my belly hurts of laughter now. Thanks for that.*

It's weird how I feel. To be honest, normally, I am only interested in girls for one thing... sex. But since I know I can't do that with her out of respect, I am interested in the person who is behind that cute face and I have to say, I like what I am seeing.

I smile when she thanks me. She always looks worried, or sad, when she thinks no one is watching her, I realized that in the bar, I like that she's laughing so much with me. I start typing again.

*You are my future wife, just you don't know it yet* I joke,obviously, It's soon to have feelings and I have to leave in 12 days. *Hey, you were truly ok? You don't need to thank me, you should be always smiling*

I read him and my smile fades a little, because of his question. I don't want to lie to him, but I also don't want him to be worried about me or something. Since my dad left, I always hid my feelings and my sadness, because I didn't want to look weak in the eyes of other people.

I wait a little, thinking what I could type before I reply.

*Shouldn't everyone?...Well, let's say that since you texted me I feel better than I did before.*

I know she's not telling me what happens, it's normal, we are almost strangers, but at least I am glad that she's better now. Of course, I want that to stay like this so I am not going to talk more about her sadness and I am going to focus on her smile.

I type, just a few seconds later, enough to think what I am going to say.

*Well, that's obvious. I mean, you are OBSESSED with me. You used to spend your nights searching Synyster Gates on YT, now here I am only for you. I just hope you are not a psychopath* I smile a little and type again. *Here is a good one* I say and I send a video called "Synyster Gates funny moments" I am not watching it, of course, In fact, I am laughing. Who the hell is interested in watch this kind of videos?

I smile again. Fuck, that guy, I can't help it. He has that charisma, even through a chat.

*I am OBESSED with you? K, but who went to my house in the morning? I am pretty sure you are secretly trying to find out everything about me * I type, joking. Then I click on the video he sent me and watch it. His funny moments make me laugh a lot, even if I try to not be too loud. Then I send another message. *And I thought I am over the top*

I wait, I hope she is not really watching that video, because sometimes I can be really dumb. *Oh, fuck. I thought I was as good spying as Klaus but you catch me* I laugh a little thinking about this morning, it was one of the weirdest things I've ever seen, but It was funny.

I look her profile picture again, she is really the most beautiful woman ever. I hate so much our differences, because now I am sure at 100% she's not going to be mine. I can't do that to an innocent and good girl and then just leave.

I turn back to the conversation and I type again. *You look pretty good in your profile pic, yk when your face is not fucking it* I joke.

I laugh a little, imagining Klaus this morning. He is so crazy sometimes, but that's why I love him.

*HAHAHA, then why are you staring at it? Oh right, you are stalking meee* I reply and smile like a dumb, thinking about him looking at my profile picture.

*Because I love fucked up things* I joke again, smiling. I can't stop staring at our conversation, normally I get bored talking with people through the phone, but my conversation with her is one of the best things of the day.

*Nah. You look hella good.* I say and I continue *You're the best person I stalked in my whole psychopath career*

"Omg" I think and put a hand on my mouth, getting nervous. I don't know why I feel that way when he says something like this, but it's just weird as fuck. I take a breath and reply.

*That explains why you love yourself so much* I joke and then I click on his picture. It's super sweet, he looks kinda like a little fluffy puppy, not badass as always. *Yours is really cute. I think the cutest I have seen of you while I was busy with my Synyster Gates fanpage*

I take a deep breath thinking about that picture. We were fucking happy, the band fame was growing fast and we were together. I try not to think about it and I type again. *That's my brother Jimmy, we were at our hometown after a few months away. It's one of my best memories*

I take another deep breath, I need to distract myself before I start to feel worse, so I have to ask. *Angels do facecalls or are they just to busy to talk with a simple man?*

For a moment, while he replies, I take a look on his picture once again and stare at him. "God, Allie" I think and go back to our conversation, reading him. There is a feeling in my stomach now, something I have never felt. I get up, sitting on my bed now and turn on the little lamp on my night table, so he can see me when we facecall.

Then I type:

*If you want to see a tired angel, sure. You can call*

*Tired angels are the best* I text back, smiling. I am not nervous about this, I am used to be in front of cameras and of being the center of attraction so this is like my everyday, but I feel something different when I talk with her. Something new.

I sit on the bed and after a few seconds, I press the facecall icon. I can see myself while I wait. I look a little bit tired too, but I don't care.

I stand up and go over to my commode and take my headphones. Then I go back and see him calling. "Okay, Allie, be cool" I say to myself and sit down again before I take my phone, answering the call.

Now I can see him. He looks really good, even at such an late hour. —Hi, husband— I greet him, joking. —See? You still got your view today— I say, smiling a little.

I smile when I see her answering the call and then I deny with my head.— Hell no, more like future husband to be. Because I can't fucking remember our wedding's night— I say, moving my eyebrows in a funny way. She looks better than good, even without make up and tired, her eyes are unreal. I bite my lip for a moment and then I talk again.— But yeah, I was right. Denver has the best views of them all.

It's good to hear his voice and his eyebrow movements make me laugh. Damn it, he never fails to do that.

—I can bet I know a view which is better than those you saw today...Beside my sexy nudes of course— I say in a funny tone and giggle.

I laugh when she talks about her nudes. That was a good one.—Yeah, only you know how to put my snake on point— I say, in a funny way and then I calm down to talk again.—What views are we talking about? Because If it's about me, let me tell you, it's official, you are obsessed.— I lay down while I talk to her, I don't care if she sees me like that.