there again. So this time I just called him.
“Hey” He answered quickly
“Are you having to stay out of your room?” I asked.
“No, I’m in my room. They went somewhere. I don’t know where.”
“Oh, ok, good. I just got in from work and wondered.”
“I’m fine. Thanks for checking on me.”
“Of course. Well, I’m gonna get showered and go to bed. I’ll see you when I see you I guess.”
“Goodnight Nellie.”
“Night.” I hung up the phone, showered and went to bed. I pulled the covers up around me and it smelled like his scent and mine mingled together. It was heaven.
I picked up my phone and texted him.
N: My bed smells like you.
O: I wish mine smelled like you.
N: Makes it feel like you are here with me.
O: I wish I was.
N: Me too.
I put my phone back to charge and curled up in my Owen scented pillows.
18. Owen
Between Dylan’s snoring and Nellie saying things like that to me I was never going to sleep right again.
I wanted to see her tomorrow, but at the same time I didn’t want to smother her. Absence and fondness and all that. So tomorrow I would go to my classes as usual and then hit the gym. I put my arms behind my head and started to nod off. But I missed her already. I just felt off—p robably just tired.
I woke up the next day and went to my morning classes. I ate lunch with Dylan and we were both relieved that we were almost at mid-term. It felt like this semester was lasting forever. After I went to the gym I grabbed dinner and went to the commons area in the dorms to watch the latest zombie show with everyone else. I probably looked at my phone five thousand times wondering if she had texted me or called me. But she didn’t. I knew that she had practice between six and eight, so I didn’t even bother looking until after that. I got into bed about ten o’clock and I had waited long enough. I wondered how big of a dork she would think I was.
O : I miss u.
N: You have no idea.
I let a huge breath escape and smiled to myself. I had turned into a certifiable sap. My phone alerted me before I could respond to her.
N: Practice was killer.
O: Did you take something?
N: Nah, just soaked in the tub.
O: Won’t keep you. Get some sleep.
N: Ok. Goodnight.
O: Goodnight .
Morning came quickly and Dylan still wasn’t in his bed. Poor Nellie probably had to listen to all sorts of noises last night. I looked at the time and went to eat breakfast before I went to class, just stopping at a drive-thru. Surprisingly, I arrived in class after her and she had an empty seat next to her. She damn near killed me with her sweetness, but I was drawn to it simultaneously. How in the world she managed to look at me like she did was beyond imagination. One of these days I was going to have to explain to her how jagged I still was. How the scars had faded, but were still visible. How I didn’t feel like she should have anything to do with me if she knew. I felt unworthy.
Still I approached her, unable to help my self. I sat next to her stiff as a board and unable to move, strangled by my own self-loathing.
As soon as she
“Hey” He answered quickly
“Are you having to stay out of your room?” I asked.
“No, I’m in my room. They went somewhere. I don’t know where.”
“Oh, ok, good. I just got in from work and wondered.”
“I’m fine. Thanks for checking on me.”
“Of course. Well, I’m gonna get showered and go to bed. I’ll see you when I see you I guess.”
“Goodnight Nellie.”
“Night.” I hung up the phone, showered and went to bed. I pulled the covers up around me and it smelled like his scent and mine mingled together. It was heaven.
I picked up my phone and texted him.
N: My bed smells like you.
O: I wish mine smelled like you.
N: Makes it feel like you are here with me.
O: I wish I was.
N: Me too.
I put my phone back to charge and curled up in my Owen scented pillows.
18. Owen
Between Dylan’s snoring and Nellie saying things like that to me I was never going to sleep right again.
I wanted to see her tomorrow, but at the same time I didn’t want to smother her. Absence and fondness and all that. So tomorrow I would go to my classes as usual and then hit the gym. I put my arms behind my head and started to nod off. But I missed her already. I just felt off—p robably just tired.
I woke up the next day and went to my morning classes. I ate lunch with Dylan and we were both relieved that we were almost at mid-term. It felt like this semester was lasting forever. After I went to the gym I grabbed dinner and went to the commons area in the dorms to watch the latest zombie show with everyone else. I probably looked at my phone five thousand times wondering if she had texted me or called me. But she didn’t. I knew that she had practice between six and eight, so I didn’t even bother looking until after that. I got into bed about ten o’clock and I had waited long enough. I wondered how big of a dork she would think I was.
O : I miss u.
N: You have no idea.
I let a huge breath escape and smiled to myself. I had turned into a certifiable sap. My phone alerted me before I could respond to her.
N: Practice was killer.
O: Did you take something?
N: Nah, just soaked in the tub.
O: Won’t keep you. Get some sleep.
N: Ok. Goodnight.
O: Goodnight .
Morning came quickly and Dylan still wasn’t in his bed. Poor Nellie probably had to listen to all sorts of noises last night. I looked at the time and went to eat breakfast before I went to class, just stopping at a drive-thru. Surprisingly, I arrived in class after her and she had an empty seat next to her. She damn near killed me with her sweetness, but I was drawn to it simultaneously. How in the world she managed to look at me like she did was beyond imagination. One of these days I was going to have to explain to her how jagged I still was. How the scars had faded, but were still visible. How I didn’t feel like she should have anything to do with me if she knew. I felt unworthy.
Still I approached her, unable to help my self. I sat next to her stiff as a board and unable to move, strangled by my own self-loathing.
As soon as she
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