Chapter 25 - 25: Can I Call? (1/2)

(Third POV)

”Ugh! Stop bragging. Just a text message and you're acting like you won a lottery or something.” Lara complained.

Andy laughed, ”Frankly, I think this feels better than winning a lottery!” then he pulled his cellphone back to start typing his reply. He typed, then deleted, typed and then deleted again.

Lara, Steven, and Anthony all looked at him as he grinned, furrowed his brows, grinned, and then made a confused expression.

”You need help?” Anthony asked.

Andy nodded his head. ”I have done this many times, but Michelle is different from those girls. What if she thinks I'm snubbish or coming too strong?”

”What would you have normally texted?” Anthony asked.

”Normally, I'll just text, Great, or I won't reply until they text me again with some questions needing a response. I mean, most girls dig it when a guy plays hard to get. No offense to someone I know.” Andy replied.

Lara and Steven, both gave him a glare.

”Then don't text back. Let's see if she'll text you again.” Lara said as if daring him.

Andy wanted to say no way, but Lara took his cellphone from his hands. ”Hey!” he complained.

”What? You can always text her later. It's not like you're holding your phone 24/7. Let her wait for 30 minutes, that is, IF she's actually waiting.”

Andy pouted. He waited for 3 days for that single message and Lara just stole his phone. Then again, she has a point. ”Fine. Just 30 minutes then hand me my phone back. Ok?”

Lara grinned. ”Sure.”

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(Michelle POV)

I looked at my phone and saw the screen saying message sent. Then I started waiting, nervous and excited at the same time. When no reply has arrived after 3 minutes, I started getting dismayed.

Why was he not replying yet? Does he not like me? Did I interpret him wrong?

Michelle, Michelle, how can you be so conceited? He's Andy Peng for god's sake. Not because he flirted a little means that he likes you. Maybe he's just that way with other girls too. Like, even now, there should at least be tens of thousands of girls wanting to go out with him.

I placed my phone on the nightstand to lie on the bed. Sad and dejected. Honestly, I keep telling myself that I won't make him think that I like him for Steve's sake, but in reality, I'm just scared of getting rejected, like what's happening now. Ah… I wanted to cry. But who's to blame? He's Andy Peng, and who am I? I'm just me. Gods, why was I feeling this way?

I don't know how long I laid there like an idiot. But I was hyper aware as deep inside me, I was still waiting for his reply.

When my phone vibrated, my hand quickly reached for it and saw 1 unread message. My heart was thudding, nervous. What did he type? Was it from him? Ah!!! This is killing me.

Slowly, I unlocked my phone and saw that the message did come from him. I closed my eyes as I pressed open.

Then, I read it. Then, I read it again to be sure.

[That's great! I've been looking forward to your response since Friday, and now I feel so happy to know that it's a positive. Is it alright for me to save your number?]

I smiled so widely that I think my face will split. Oh Andy, you're so sweet! I was about to type a reply, when I received another text message. I opened it to check.

[Are you busy? Can I call?]

Eh? Why does he want to call?