Chapter 9 | Alfred's P.O.V | That's a Relief
After talking to Arthur yesterday, I started to doubt my beliefs. I never believed in all that weird lovey-dovey stuff but what's with the whole thing? I mean, not lovey-dovey, but-- You know what I mean, right?
Anyway, I started to think that maybe it's to do with me being the only person who is nice to him, or at least that's what he said.
Either way, I haven't been able to take him off my mind for the rest of the night. It was almost impossible for me to sleep. After suddenly not replying to me like that... was he okay? I mean, it's totally possible that he could have just gone to sleep or something but what if it wasn't that?
I've never been a negative person before, I'm an expert at keeping happy through a bad time. And not even "fake happy", I'm always happy! Except right now. But you know.
I decided to leave him a message before I went to sleep saying "night artie, sleep well!" even though he didn't reply. It probably sounds needy but I don't care right now.
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In the morning, I checked for a reply from Arthur as soon as I woke up. Thankfully, he replied and it wasn't a crappy one like usual.
'Sorry for leaving so abruptly, I went to bed to try to sleep. I could barely sleep at all, though. I'm feeling slightly less light-headed today, and it should get better as the day goes. I hope I didn't worry you.'
Reading that was such a relief, I can't even express. Him being okay was my biggest worry, next to having to tell my mom why I'm worried and acting weird. She knows everything, she'd know something's up. Also saying "some guy in England is in hospital and I'm scared" would freak her the heck out.
Today's plans were to go to the park with my friends. With my phone this time. I'm stupid at leaving it at home, but this way I can know when Arthur replies to me.
There's nothing wrong with being so worried about a friend.
Right?
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