Romans & histoires Moments Later

Mason says. "Yes I know, me too." I say with another sigh. "I'll talk to you later." I add again. "Yes later." Mason says before ending the call.

“Confused and safe.” That stayed with me longer than I expected. But I didn’t argue. Later that night, I was in my room when my phone buzzed. I picked it up. "I’ll pick you up tomorrow." A message from Aaron. Simple. No extra words. Just him. I stared at it for a second. Then typed back. "Okay." I hesitated. Then added, "Don’t be late." Three dots appeared almost instantly. "I’m never late." I smiled before I could stop myself.

Time to end this one way or another. ***

Try to open her eyes. Get on the plane and sleep comfortably. Who would have thought, the human calculation is not equal to heaven calculation. The announcer's loudspeaker rang. Due to bad weather conditions. The flight was delayed for two hours. That said, Daisy knows it well. Either way, it's twice or even three times as late as the announcement. At this point, Daisy could not stand it anymore, nor did she regret the money. She gestured to the man. Pointing to the upstairs, "I'm going to rent a room to rest for a while."

My phone displayed as the call is from my mom. Shit! I forgot that we have to go to that old man place this morning. I'm already an hour late. "Hey mom, I will be there in 30 minutes. I will talk to you later. Bye" I disconnected the call without waiting for her reply. Anyway, I know what the shit she will tell me.

“We should be leaving in like two minutes, Luca. You do know that we supposed to be on the road at the moment, and if we’re going to be wasting more time here, then your driver is going to have to drive really fast, and if we end up getting there late, you’d have to apologize to them for appearing late.” I hummed a little beneath my breath before staring to speak. “Hm, I can do that. That wouldn’t be a problem. Since I still want to get some thing done, let’s stay in for a few minutes more. We’d leave in five minutes, and I’d definitely apologize for arriving late.” “You my friend, is one fine piece of work.” James mused loudly after a few seconds and I shook my head while breathing out a li

Why are you still tracking her? I wasn't expecting an instant reply, but less than three seconds later, bubbles appeared at the end of the text thread, Adam typing out a response. My heart was beating so fast, my eyes were darting around to monitor mom's return. Another notification ding came through, his message popping up.

He shifted his weight, winced, and glared at me for noticing. “I can move.” “That was not what I asked.” “I am not giving you the satisfaction of admitting I am a mess.” That almost got a real laugh out of me. But then my phone buzzed. I froze. So did Julian. I picked it up. Unknown number. My pulse jumped before I even opened the message. This time it was not a picture but a location pin and a timestamp. And one line of text. “You are already late.” My mouth went dry. I read it twice, then a third time.

My lips curved into a small arch afterwards I told him to meet up in his place in about ten minutes. Looks like I’m finally coming back. a

--- No awkwardness. Just a natural end to the moment. --- --- “I’ll call you later,” he said. --- --- She nodded. --- “Okay.” --- --- He paused for a second. --- Not stepping closer. Not assuming anything. --- --- Just waiting. --- --- Elena noticed. --- Of course she did. --- --- And for a brief moment— --- She considered it. --- --- Closing the distance. --- Letting the moment become something more. --- --- But instead— --- She stayed where she was.