*** Distance, Be Here

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Talk you idiot! “Yeah.. So, hi.” I stutter over my words pathetically. Jayme rolled her eyes trying to grab the phone. I move back and she hits me on the arm, my face fell into a pout. “Ow! Dammit, Jayme.” I yelped. God this is so attractive. Note the sarcasm.

“Sorry ‘bout that.” I apologized, hoping but some miracle he was still on the line. "N-no. It's fine. What are you up to?" He stuttered cutely. I resisted the urge to cooe. I almost had forgotten he’s American. Their accents are too cute. The only thing I could compare it too was a puppy. Adorable.

"Nothing, really, just-" I was cut off my Jayme ninja rolling and still my phone, while Jarrid held my away so I couldn’t get my phone back. I pouted slightly. “You’re always on her side.” He shrugged, “Sorry kid. We just love you.”

“Look, I don't know if you're really 17 or not, but this whole thing is weird and you should know that I refer to you as Creeper. If you mess with my best friend I swear to God I will find you and you will regret it." I cringe slightly. I absolutely hate her ‘serious’ voice. It’s one of the only things in the world that scares the hell out of me.

I felt embarrassment creep throughout my veins as Jayme nodded at whatever Landon was saying. What if because of this he never wants to talk to me again? I mean, I honestly don’t know anything about this kid. Except that he’s super adorable. But... a part of me screamed not to let him go. That there’s something special about him.

And who am I to deny my conscience?

"Just remember what I said. You can have him back now. Oh! And if you're really honest about your age and that you aren't a creeper, send him a picture." She said a bit-- happily? I groaned. “Jayme.” She just smiled and handed my phone back to me.

"I am so sorry. She's just protective because she's my best friend." I rant to him, hoping he’s not weirded out or something. I heard him giggle slightly, “It’s fine really, I understand her concern.” I let out a small sigh of relief. "But what are you up to?" I asked him. Wow, what a smart thing to say. Oh shut up mind.

"Hiding from my grandmother." I couldn’t help but chuckle lightly. He just sounded so cute. "And why is that?" I asked in a bemused voice. Something about him.

"She hates me, that's all. I have to go, though, my mom is ready to go home and...I'll talk to you later. It was nice hearing your voice..I mean...your accent is sexy." Then line immediately clicked after that, and I couldn’t help but laugh slightly. So cute.

Wait... did he just say my accent was sexy? I smirk lightly, heat still rising to my face. “What happened?” Jayme asked hesitantly, probably afraid that she scared him off. Good, she should be. But besides myself I grinned like idiot.

“He said my accent was sexy.” Jayme rolled her eyes. “That’s it?” I stuck out my tongue at her. “You’re just jealous I get to talk to someone that sounds fucking adorable.” She just shook her head muttering something about damn Americans and there cute accents.

I grabbed my phone and sent him a quick text message. ‘I think your accent is sexy too c; xx’ my heart had that feeling course through it. You know the one, it feels so weird but you can’t bring yourself not to like it. God, I think it’s been.. months since I’ve actually flirted with anyone. And that was just some coffee shop barista.

A minute later my phone buzzed. ‘Oh god. .___. stop lying.’ I bite my lip, did he really think I’d lie? Well he doesn’t really know me. I don’t kid about things like that. Normally. ‘I’m not lying, love. I wouldn’t. xx I sighed and sent it, hoping he wouldn’t take too much of the pet name.

‘Heh c: Okay, do you want to play 20 questions?’ I grin.

‘Sure, you first. xx’ “Oh how cute you’re smiling! Don’t tell me you’re beginning to like him. Dakota, you know that’d be a terrible idea.” I roll my eyes at her. “Cause I can totally help that.” I said sarcastically. I shake my head. “I know what I’m doing okay.” She looked at me skeptically. “Oh okay! I don’t. But, can you not go all mum on me? Just let me have this one little thing.” Her eyes softened and she sighed. “Fine, he didn’t seem bad. But one wrong move.” I smiled. “Yeah yeah, you’ll track him down and hurt him or whatever you do.” She nodded. “Damn right I will. Little twat won't see it coming.” I just roll my eyes at her actions.

‘Um, okay. What does xx mean? You know the ending to your messages..’ I was sent into a fit of laughter, was he serious? “What?” Jarrid called from the side of the room. I showed him and Jayme the message and they started laughing too.

‘Are you serious mate? Haha, xx means kisses. Silly American. xx’ “Hey Jarrid?” I said once I could breathe properly again. “hmm?” I sigh, “Do you mind if I stay here tonight? I don’t really want to go home.” He nodded and I lay back settling into the couch.