Dirtbag
I WANT TO LIVE BECAUSE THERE ARE A FEW THINGS I WANT TO DO
I don’t call Casey for two or so days because this is what Hanson does. It seems to work for him, so I’m hoping it will work for Jack Trenton.
On the Tuesday after Dolly’s surprise party I finally call. No one answers and I feel like a dumb ass.
“This is Casey Reed, the one and only. Sorry I couldn't make it to the phone! I’m probably painting my nails or sleeping—maybe even watching The Notebook. Anyway, after I’m done I will call you back! Leave a message after the beep!”
“H-hey, Casey,” I’m stuttering like a complete fucktard, but this is something I did not prepare myself for. Instead of hanging up like a coward, I continue, “Just giving you a call to see what’s up. Get back to me when you can. Good—”
“Jack!” Casey’s voice rings through my ears. I have come to the conclusion that it is the most amazing sound, ever. “Sorry, I was—”
“Watching The Notebook,” I joke.
She laughs, “You’re a funny one! So, hey, I was thinking we could meet up at this pub I adore. You in?”
I could never say never.
On the Tuesday after Dolly’s surprise party I finally call. No one answers and I feel like a dumb ass.
“This is Casey Reed, the one and only. Sorry I couldn't make it to the phone! I’m probably painting my nails or sleeping—maybe even watching The Notebook. Anyway, after I’m done I will call you back! Leave a message after the beep!”
“H-hey, Casey,” I’m stuttering like a complete fucktard, but this is something I did not prepare myself for. Instead of hanging up like a coward, I continue, “Just giving you a call to see what’s up. Get back to me when you can. Good—”
“Jack!” Casey’s voice rings through my ears. I have come to the conclusion that it is the most amazing sound, ever. “Sorry, I was—”
“Watching The Notebook,” I joke.
She laughs, “You’re a funny one! So, hey, I was thinking we could meet up at this pub I adore. You in?”
I could never say never.