Take Off (COMPLETED)

Chapter Six:Textinnn

A/N: 

Hello my beautiful darlings!

HAS ANYONE SEEN DIVERGENT?!

I saw it last night and I loved it! Although, some parts were either not 100% accurate or just not in the film at all. Like... Edward wasn't even in it!  I WANTED TO SEE PETER STAB HIS EYE OUT SO BAD BUT NO. IT JUST DIDN'T HAPPEN. WHATEVER. 

Anyway, here's the next chapter! I hope you all are having a wonderful evening, and if I don't talk to you tomorrow that you have a terrific Tuesday! 

Sorry that was cheesy, but yeah, have a good day tomorrow. XD

Enjoy!xx

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I wait slightly. letting her anticipation build...

"Well?! Who?!" She playfully snaps.

I giggle, practically bouncing up and down, and I say, "Thomas. William. Hiddleston" then I brace myself for the ear-piercing fangirl scream that is sure to follow. I hear nothing so I crack open my eyes to see Sky staring at me with a look that says, "are you kidding me". 

"It's true! I did! We were on the same plane!" I defend.

She rolls her eyes, then crosses her arms. "Prove it. If you really did meet him, you had to have taken a picture with him or got his autograph or something."

Ah, crap. In the aura of his gorgeousness, I totally forgot to do something like that. How am I going to prove it to her that I met-

Oh, yeah. 

"Well, I didn't get a picture, but I got his phone number.... Kind of." 

She raises an eyebrow at me, saying, "What do you mean, 'kind of'? How do you 'kind of' get someone's number?" 

I huff, glaring at her. "Well he pulled out his phone and made me give him my number. He asked me."

"Well, if he really did, he's bound to text message or call you sooner or later, so we'll just see when he does. If he does." She smirks, and walks to the phone, dialing up some resturant for takeout. I decide to go start unpacking my things in the guest room.

About twenty minutes later, I'm just putting some jeans in a drawer when I hear my phone ding. I drop the jeans, jumping up, almost decapitating myself in the process, and grabbing my phone. It lights up, and I'm dissapointed to see it's only some stupid game notification. I groan and roll onto the floor, as I hear Sky call me from the living room that the takeout is here. I stand up, putting my phone on the charge and slide my now wrinkled jeans into the drawer. 

After Sky and I have settle into the couch, eating away on our Chinese takeout, (me with a fork because I am physically incapable of eating with chopsticks), and Sky fliping through movies on the tv. Finally, after some bickering on which one to watch, we settle on The Nightmare Before Christmas. It's one of both of our favorites. Towards the end of the movie, Sky and I are dozing off, when I hear a muffled ding. My head snaps up, while Sky's sort of rises slowly. 

"Was that yours?" I ask her eagerly. She checks it, then shakes her head no. I jump up, running to the guest room, pouncing on my phone. I see a text from an unknown number saying, "Hello, darling. I'm so sorry that this is quite late into the evening, but you'll have to forgive me. I was at dinner with my family. I hope you've settled in well with your friend, and that you're enjoying London so far. Message me as soon as you can so we can work out a set time for our date! Much love, Tom.xx"

I screech and jump up, running to the sleepy Skylar on the couch. I shake her violently and she wakes up enough to curse at me under her breath before saying, "What? What? What do you want?" 

I show her my screen, barely able to contain myself, while she blinks slowly, reading the text. The look on her face is priceless, and I'm about to say, "I told you so",  when she says, "Well I'm still not believing this until you go on your," she makes little quotations with her fingers, "date." And with that, she lays back on the couch, closing her eyes. I shake my head, half amused, half annoyed.I just sigh, walking to the guest room , sitting on my bed and re-reading his message. 

I almost thought he wouldn't contact me.. but he did!

I start typing and say, "It's quite alright! I understand.And yes, I have settled nicely, and London is quite beautiful. And the wedding is five days from now. When is a good time for you? -Mackenna"

I send it with shaky fingers, and decide to get ready for bed. I slip into the shower, and as I let the water run over me, I think about the events of the day. Smiling at the thoughts, I get out and towel myself off, then slip on some underwear and pajamas. I yawn, combing out my hair, and walking to my bed, flipping the lamp off. I plug my phone in, and see it light up. There's a text from Tom. (I smile at his name in my phone. It's Hiddles with a little green heart) It says, "So glad to hear that. Tell your friend I said congrats on her wedding, and how about this Tuesday since the wedding is Friday? Anyway, I hope you have a good night's sleep. I'll talk with you more tomorrow. Goodnight.xx"

I automatically smile, and decide to answer in the morning so he won't get the idea that i'm waiting over my phone for his texts, even though I desperately want to answer him.

Eventually I doze off, left in dreamland with thoughts of Tom, and weddings, and love and magic.

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Hello, hello!

I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! Idek it was just really fun to write. 

I wish I could chat, but I've got to get to bed. The early hours come... well.. early. XD

Have a lovely evening/afternoon/morning whenever you're reading this. 

Love you, and I hope you dream of Tom and magic as well as Mackenna.♥

xx