for having that. But then it was my own fault I didn’t.
We pulled into Ali’s drive, and nothing about their house had changed from the outside. She was still planting the same flowers and had the little water fountain in the front garden. It was nice to see.
The front door burst open and Ali came flying out. Mum jumped from the car and ran into her sister’s arms.
“Great, I forgot how crazy those two are together,” Jasper said, opening the car door. Like he could complain about anyone else being crazy…
“Oakley, sweetheart,” Ali whispered and pulled me into a hug. “Are you okay?” She pulled back to watch my response.
I smiled. “I’m fine, just a little tired from all the travelling.”
“Oh, come in, come in.”
Inside we were hugged by Lizzie, and just as I was hoping to go to bed, Lizzie grabbed my hand. “We have so much to catch up on.” I shot Jasper a desperate look. It had been a long flight. I was tired and ever-so-slightly emotional from seeing Cole. I did not need to be dealing with Lizzie as well.
“Go on,” he said and smiled smugly.
I mouthed, ‘I hate you’ and turned, letting Lizzie drag me upstairs. I suppose getting it over with now would mean I wouldn’t have to dread her gossip filled conversation tomorrow. I didn’t like gossip.
The second her bedroom door was closed, she pulled me to her bed, and we sat down. “How was it seeing Cole? Did you have one of those romantic reunions or was he pissed at you?” she questioned.
How did she even know we’d been at Cole’s house? Unless Mum had called them to explain why we were running late.
“I’m tired, Lizzie. I don’t want to talk about that right now.” I got off the bed and flopped on the futon by the wall that I was sleeping on.
She sighed in frustration. “At least tell me if you still love him?”
I paused. Oh what the hell. “Yes, I still love him.”
“I knew you did! Oh God, this is so romantic. Reunited after years apart,” she gushed, making little squealing noises that made me want to slap her. She wasn’t helping. And it certainly didn’t feel romantic, just draining.
“Yeah,” I replied sarcastically, burying my head under the pillow and praying that either sleep or suffocation would happen soon, so I wouldn’t hear her anymore. It was getting late, and I just wanted to sleep!
“Fine I get it. I’ll go see Jas then.” Wow, don’t let him hear you call him that!
I woke up to the sound of Lizzie spraying hairspray on her now curly hair. She kept going, holding her finger on the can and spraying it all over her head. Christ that hair was going nowhere, ever. I hope she doesn’t go near a naked flame.
My mind drifted back to Cole. Would I really see him today? Or at least hear from him? He didn’t have my number so he couldn’t call, even if he wanted to, which he probably didn’t. I sighed. Obsessing wasn’t going to get me anywhere.
“Hey, you’re awake,” Lizzie chirped, sounding surprised though she had creating all the noise. “So… have you spoke to him yet?” I’d been up for five seconds, and she thinks I could have spoken to Cole already.
It took everything I had not to reply with some sarcastic comment.
“Not yet. He doesn’t have my number.” Why didn’t I give him my number? Because he probably wouldn’t want it? He did say he would see me today though. Obsessing again!
Something hard hit my leg, making me jump. Jasper was standing by the door smirking at me.
“What’s wrong with you?!” I protested. Why couldn’t he call my name to get my attention like any other normal person?
He nodded to whatever it was he threw at me. His mobile phone.
“It’s Cole.”
I sat up, almost giving myself head rush. Oh God! I grabbed the phone and stared at it. Cole’s name was on the screen along with the time ticking by. He had already been on for almost five minutes. Oh God, what had Jasper said to him already?
I gulped. My throat was dry. “I’d