LMPYITP: The Random Passages

If You're Leaving Will You Take Me with You? I'm Tired of Talking on My Phone

            It was early for bed...depending on how you looked at it anyway. Everyone else was still out partying but I decided to turn in early.

"Ya sure you'll be alright to get back on your own?" Nic asked right before I went to head out. "I can go with you. Or Matt can-"

"I'll be fine." I assured him. "Taxi's already waiting outside."

The red numbers on the alarm clock pierced through the darkness informing me it was eleven-thirty. It had been a long few days and sleep sounded really good.

I closed my eyes and tried to drift off. My head was filled with thoughts. The good kind though. The kind I hoped would find their way in and integrate themselves into my dreams.

I was about half asleep when my phone rang. It spooked me a little. Who the fuck would be calling me at that time of night? I reckoned the Aussie lot were good without me. I checked in with Nic when I got back to the flat so he knew I made it back safe.

I picked up my phone and looked at the caller ID. It was a number I didn't recognize. International, of course. I slid my thumb across the bottom of the screen.

"Hello?" I said into the receiver.

"Fuckin' come home! Please!"

"Liam-"

"I need you Jules! More than them lot-"

I rolled my eyes. "Liam-"

"I can't fuckin' sleep without ya here! I miss you so fuckin' much I can't fuckin' take it! Please come home! Please! I-"

"Liam." I said keeping my voice even. "Relax." Then I thought of something. "Whose phone are you using?"

"Mine." He replied. "I bought it 'cuz ringin' ya from the shop and that wasn't good enough."

I grinned. "Aww! I'm proud of you. You're finally starting to be just a little bit independent."

"Well I'm not keepin' it! The geezer at the mobile shop said I've got fourteen days to return it so when you get 'ome, it's goin' back."

I rolled my eyes.

"I don't even understand all the shit that's on it." He continued. "And that Siri bird can't even get my fuckin' name right. Keeps callin' me 'Lie-um'. Where the fuck's she get that from?"

"Who knows." I chuckled a little. "Are you in bed?"

"Yeah but you're not."

"Yes I am."

"Not with me!"

I rolled my eyes again.

"The bed's too cold without ya here." He said. "I need ya here to warm me up."

"No you don't." I told him as I shook my head.

"Yes I-"

"Are you wearing any clothes?"

"N-, no." He stammered hesitating to some degree.

I grinned. "Good." I said.

He chuckled a little. "What're you playin' at? Cheeky!"

I giggled. After a few seconds, I settled myself and got a bit more serious.