Late August
"Mom, I promise to call you every night," I said as I embraced my mom, hiding my face in her neck. Today was the day that I got dropped off at my university. Although Rachel and I would be attending the same school, and I knew I wouldn't be alone, there was just something about leaving my mother that broke my heart.
"You better. I'm so proud of you baby." She said holding me close the way any loving mother would. Again, my dad didn't make it to another millstone of mine, but I didn't care this time. It was his loss. I was happy with my mom. She pulled back and kissed my cheek. I sniffled as I to looked at her. Her hair was cut short and she was a bit chubby, but that was normal. I loved her no matter how she looked.
"Be safe ok?" She said and I nodded, giving her one more hug before she got in her truck. She pulled out after one more wave, and drove off, leaving me in my sorrows. My bottom lip trembled as I watched the Dodge Ram drive off.
I wrap my arms around myself and look around, realizing there were other people outside, some giving me a pitiful look knowing I was a freshman. I sniffled and quickly started walking to my room, which my mother helped decorate.
I live on the 5th floor of my dorm. The way my dorm was set up, there were four rooms and two bathrooms. Rachel and I shared one bathroom, while the other two shared the other bathroom. There was even a living room and a kitchenette that we shared. The positive was that it actually came with a stove, the downside was that it didn't come with a washer and dryer. There was actually a washer and drying room on the first floor, which sucked for me since I was on the fifth floor.
I smiled politely at a girl as I got off the elevator. The hallway had a bunch of posters and banners welcoming us to, or back, to school. There were some couches and TVs in front of the elevator which was nice. There was also a computer lab and a quiet room on my floor, which I appreciated. I walked to the end of the hall and went into my room.
Walking into the dorm, I was greeted by Rachel's mom spraying disinfectant spray on the couches.
"Oh hey Audrey, Faith left already?" She asked about my mom.
"Yeah, she has work in the morning."
"Oh, Rachel and I are about to go to Walmart, did you want to go?" She asked as her twin, Rachel, walked out holding her purse.
"No ma'am, I'm fine. My mom took me earlier." I smiled sadly. She pouted at me and pulled me into my third motherly embrace.
"You'll be fine dear." She cupped my face and grinned. "I can't believe you two are in college now. I used to change your diapers too, you know." She teased letting me go. I blushed as Rachel made a face.
"Mom!"
"It's true! I wouldn't lie to y'all! Now let's go, you know I want to be on the road before it gets dark." Rachel's mom said.
"I'll see you later, text me if you need me." Rachel said before she and her mother left. I sighed softly and locked the door then made my way to my room, which was a corner room. It was the 'D' room out of all four of us. My room was simple at the moment. I had a comforter set that was yellow and grey, then my shoes, which sat in my closet on a rack with my clothes hanging up. I had a 32" TV that sat by my window and a PlayStation that sat next to it. I had a basket filled with games and DVDs under it. My laptop sat on my desk neatly, while my mini fridge sat next to that.
I sat on my bed and grabbed the pillow Fred let me have. Every time I hugged it, I felt like he was with me, mainly because he also gave me cologne that he wore all the time. I look over by my headboard to see Fred's hazel eyes staring back at me.
Yes, I was that girlfriend that had her boyfriend's picture on the wall like a fangirl. But I just liked seeing him. Especially this poster. He was staring into the camera running his fingers in his platinum blonde hair and his eyes were hooded, giving the camera a sexy look. He was wearing a muscle shirt that showed off all his defined muscles. I could still feel them wrapped around me.
I bit my bottom lip, as I turned away. He was definitely a fine looking man. Who I could call, or at least snap. So I did.
"I miss my man!" I looked into the camera, and pouted slightly. "So much!" I hugged the pillow closer. I blushed and pressed send, knowing he probably wouldn't see it until later, since it was almost 1 p.m. here. That meant it had to be around 2 or 3 in the morning in Korea. Though we haven't seen each other in person in 2 months, we made it a habit to text or call each other every day. To my surprise, I got a quick reply.
"I miss my woman...I'm sleep." Fred said in a tired voice. It was deeper than normal which made me shiver. I smiled softly.
"Go to sleep, don't reply to me…" I giggled softly. When he opened the message, he started calling me. I answer immediately. He was sitting up, shirtless. His room was dark, except for the glow of the TV.
"Are you crying?" He asked, staring at me with his eyes. I wiped my eyes wondering if there were tears left.
"I was earlier…"
"It's "move-in day" isn't it. Are you ok love?" He asked with concern. I smiled softly.
"You're so sweet. And yes, I'm ok...It's just gonna be different being away from my mom and family…" He nodded.
"You'll be fine. You got a good head on your shoulders. Just do what you need to do, you know?" He said and I nodded.
"Yeah," I say. "What if nobody wants to be my friend?" Fred chuckled.
"Is that what you're worried about?" He asked as I glared at him with a pout.
"It's a legitimate worry."
"I mean, yeah...Well, I felt that way the first time I came to Korea. I mean, I've been to Korea, but I'm a Chinese American. I'll always be a foreigner over here...so when I first came over, although I could speak Korean, it was a bit harder to, uh...adapt, I guess is a good word. But, like you, I was at a school where I met a lot of people like myself. Then I got put into my group. Of course some people didn't like me, but that's fine," He paused and ran his fingers in his hair thinking. Tears rolled down my face as he spoke. His words seemed to poke at my heart. "That's life, you just move on. So, you'll be fine. Don't worry about stuff like that. Worry about your grades, your health and mental health. You gotta be strong. You're there for a reason. You're gonna do big things Audrey, don't doubt yourself, ok?" He said, looking up at me after his rant. "Oh shit, I didn't mean to make you cry! I'm sorry!" He said. I giggled and wiped my tears.
"No, what you said was true. I was just listening to you. I'll work hard." I sniffled, nodding softly. He smiled.
"Alright." He said gently.
"You need to sleep."
"Yeah, but I want to make sure you're ok."
"I'm fine, I'll probably still be awake when you wake up. What time is it there?" I asked. He looked at his clock.
"2:56 a.m." He said looking back at me. "I wake up at 9."
"Why do you cover your tattoo in your pictures?" I asked about this sun tattoo on his chest.
"They edited it out so it looks 'pure'...you've been looking at my pictures?" I felt my face heat up.
"Ok, well goodnight." I said quickly. He half smiled and laughed.
"Goodnight." He kissed the phone. I blushed and copied him.
"Night." I said and he waved before hanging up. I sighed and put my phone down just as I heard someone in the living room yell: "Roomies!" I wiped my eyes to meet one of my roommates. I opened the door to see a Hispanic girl wearing a bookbag. She was voluptuous, but it looked good on her. She smiled.
"Audrey?" She asked as her parents walked in with luggages.
"Hi!" I grinned as I walked to her. She rushed to me and hugged me tightly. I gasped from shock, but giggled and hugged her back.
"How was the trip Isabella?" I asked pulling back.
"It was exhausting. But I'm happy to be here. Papa, this is Audrey!" She said to her father as he put her bag down.
"Hi." He said in a very heavy Spanish accent. I waved, smiling.
"Hi, how are you?" I asked, shaking his hand.
"Good, and you?" He asked.
"I'm good. Did y'all need help?" I asked, looking around at her stuff.
"Yes! Girl, thank you!" She said and I giggled at her.
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Once everyone had arrived, it was around 7 pm and the girls, Rachel, Isabella and our final roommate Ashley, wanted to get wings from Wingstop.
"I don't know what flavor to get." Ashley said, looking at the menu. She ran her fingers through her mid back length blonde hair. "What are you going to get Aud?" She asked, looking at me with piercing blue eyes.
"Lemon pepper is my go to." I hummed.
"Hmm, I'll try that then." She grinned and hooked arms with me. We were about the same height, so she rested her head on mine.
"You won't be disappointed." I giggled softly.
"I think I'm gonna get atomic." Isa said seriously.
"Whoa, that's super-hot. Are you sure?" I asked kinda shocked.
"Girl, Spicy is my middle name."
"Spicy? Girl, that's fire." Rachel teased looking at her. Isa laughed.
"What are you going to get?" She asked.
"Salt and Vinegar." She licked her lips and rubbed her hands together.
"Is that even good?" Isa asked, scrunching up her face.
"Yes! I love it! I'll let you have one." She said, as she went to the register since she was the next in line. When she was finished ordering, she went and got us a table.
"So Aud, do you have a bae?" Isa asked, smirking at me as Ashely ordered. I blushed.
"Technically yes, but he's overseas."
"Oh dang, you're crazy, I can't do long distance." She replied said.
"Really?" I looked at her.
"Yes! I'm kinda clingy." She admitted then grinned. "But I mean, good on you. You must have faith that he's not gonna cheat."
"I do, he's a good man." I blushed.
"Aww, you're so cute! I wanna meet him!" She said.
"Well whenever he's back in the states, I'll tell him you want to meet him."
"I can help whoever is ready…" The cashier said, looking between us.
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When we arrived back at the dorms, I went to my room and got on my computer to play The Sims when my phone rang. I put in my headphones and answer happily.
"Freddy!" I cheered looking at my freshly awakened boyfriend. He yawned and looked at the camera with sleepy eyes. He was still under the covers, and his hair was sticking up everywhere. He was laying slightly on his stomach looking at the phone.
"What a lovely sound. Good morning… I mean, good evening love." His voice rumbled with sleep, making me blush.
"Good morning sweetie." I blushed as I said the pet name. I watched him smile at me.
"How was your day?" He asked.
"Besides earlier, it was fine. I met all my roommates, and we ate at Wingstop. We just got back maybe 10 minutes ago." I stood the phone up, that way I would still work on my computer.
"Oh, what flavor did you get?"
"Lemon pepper." I smirked.
"Oh my gosh, that sounds divine. I'm hungry." He grunted as he sat up. I looked as the phone fell back, to look at the ceiling that had a spinning fan on it, as he stretched.
"What are your plans for today?" I asked curiously.
"Right now, I'm gonna go fix some Kimchi, eggs, and maybe noodles...maybe…" He said, grabbing the phone once again, looking like he was debating about the noodles.
"Kimchi this early?" I asked. "Isn't that like dinner?"
"It's kinda for every meal. I think I'll do rice instead of noodles." He said, walking out of his bedrooms to a different setting. I didn't see much until he sat his phone up in the kitchen like I did when I made a sandwich. I watch him curiously, never seeing his kitchen before. He was shirtless and was wearing shorts. He yawned again and opened some of the blinds to let the natural light in. I noticed his walls were tiled black and the countertops were a black marble, while accessories were either white or silver. He ran his fingers in his hair opened the fridge and took out some supplies to make his breakfast. I smiled softly.
"You're so cute." I bit my bottom lip. He looked at me and winked.
"Only for you Audrey." He said. I grinned and looked at my computer as he started cooking.
"I thought you couldn't cook." I said as I closed my game down.
"Well, most of this is just me heating it up." He chuckled softly. I half smiled at him.
"Freddy, do you play Sims?" I asked.
"Nope." He popped the 'p'. I made a noise of displeasure.
"Why?"
"I'm too busy. It seems pretty cool though."
"You're always super busy." I mumbled looking at him. I rested my head on my hands to look at him. I heard him sigh.
"Yeah, but it's cool. As long as I get to eat, sleep and talk to you, I'm fine." He said, smiling at me.
"When do you have time to like, pay bills?"
"I give the money to my mom and she pays it for me." He said.
"Oh, she's in Korea?"
"Yeah, she's from China, but she lived most of her life in Korea. She considers Korea more of her home." He explained. "I always make time for my mom. I love her so much, and honestly, I don't know what I'd do without her...I hope she'll like you….." He trailed off thinking.
"What's not to like?" I giggled. He chuckled.
"Well, she's just more traditional…" He mumbled. My smile faltered.
"Oh…"
"Yeah, but don't worry, she loves me so she'll have to love you." He grinned at me, making my heart flutter. I smiled softly and nodded. I turned back to my computer and went to look at custom content for my game. I hummed a random tune softly as it went silent for a moment. Just us enjoying each other's virtual company.
"Did you watch the L.Y.F.E. interview?" Freddy suddenly asked.
"Uh...no...Was I supposed to?"
"No, no, you don't have to. It was just funny." He peeked at me.
"Then I'll watch...you know even though we've been dating for a while, I still haven't listened to a lot of L.Y.F.E. music." I admitted and he gave me a look of disappointment. "I have a poster though."
"That's...excellent." He mumbled going back to his food.
"Freddy…"
"Nope, nope, it's fine. You don't have too." He said seriously. Then he moved away for a bit, then came back with a plate.
"See, now I feel like a bad girlfriend." I mumbled.
"I mean, it is kind of a dick move to not listen to your boyfriend's music, but it's ok." He chuckled moving to the table. He set his area up and had his laptop next to him, as well as a bottle of water and a protein shake.
"I'm sorry, I'll do better. I promise." I blushed wondering if he was actually upset. Would I be mad if my boyfriend didn't listen to my music? Yeah, I probably would be a bit disappointed. I made a mental note to listen to all their albums as I cleaned, studied, or walked anywhere.
"Ok, so the next song that comes out, I'm gonna ask you what you thought about it." He said looking at me.
"Ok...hey have you heard a song called "If You Do?"" I asked. He paused and gave me a look.
"You listened to GOT7, but not us? The betrayal." He said and I laughed at how serious he looked.
"That wasn't by choice, Rachel showed me...but uh, yeah, Jackson." He gave me another look and I laughed again throwing my head back.
"Yeah, so I'll have to tell him never to talk to you." He mumbled.
"Oh my gosh, you know him?"
"Well I've seen him. I don't know him, know him." He mumbled, not impressed with our conversation. I giggled again.
"Don't worry baby, you're my number 1." I held up one finger with a bright smile.
"I better be." He smirked. I giggled.
"What do they say "Ultimate Bias" ?'' I asked and he laughed looking at me.
"Yeah, that's what they say." He grinned, then started eating. I giggled softly watching him as he started talking about wanting a cat.
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Mid September
"All I'm saying is that I still don't understand how you do a long distance relationship. I mean, there are so many hot guys here, and you just tie yourself down." Ashley said as we walked across campus to go to the dorms. We had freshman seminar together and walked together every Wednesday.
Fred and I haven't had a long phone call, or video call in a long time. Lately, it was just "Goodmorning" or "Goodnight" text. I knew he was getting ready to have a new comeback for L.Y.F.E, so he was busy with practice and interviews, but I missed his voice, his smile, and his presence. It was hard not talking to him all the time.
"I mean," I sighed, knowing it seemed off to her. It seemed odd to me, never would I have thought my freshman year of college I'd be with a celebrity. "I really like him. I can see myself with him for a very long time." I admitted looking at her.
"Sheesh, you're over here falling in love, while I'm just trying to get laid." She pulled her hair in a ponytail, showing off her long neck. I rolled my eyes and laughed. "Well, I guess that just means more hunks for me." She grinned, then looked past me. I turned and saw a deeply rich toned man cutting the grass.
"Ash, that's the grounds keeper..." I said looking at her. She shrugged.
"He has a penis." I covered my mouth as I laughed.
"You're not wrong," I said as she stuck out her tongue and started walking to him. "Ash, wait!" I felt a slight panic as I caught up to her. She looked at me as she stopped. "Isn't that against the rules?" I asked. He could literally get fired for messing with a student…maybe…possibly. She giggled.
"My sweet Audri, rules were meant to be broken." My jaw dropped in shock, when she grabbed my hand and dragged me across the field with her. The man noticed us and stopped the lawnmower car. His skin was glowing from sweat.
Getting closer, I did think he was pretty cute. A trembled beard, a low cut hair style, and muscular. His dark brown eyes were big and had lashes that every girl dreamed of.
"Hi!" Ashley said with a grin. He smiled at us, with perfect white teeth.
"Hello ladies. How can I help you?"
"I just wanted to commend you on your grass cutting skills. I'm Ashley by the way. This is my roommate Audrey." She said. He chuckled.
"Well thank you. I'm Jacob." He said with a smile.
"That's cute." She said, smirking. He hummed.
"How old are y'all?" He asked suddenly. Exactly sir. I thought as Ashley replied.
"19, how old are you?"
"25." He said smoothly. She grinned.
"Oh my gosh! You can buy us drinks!" She said happily. I gasped and nudged her.
"Ash!" I said flabbergasted.
"No, it's cool. As long as you don't tell and I get an invite. I'm down." He agreed, making me stare at him with shock. Bro wants to get fired! I yelled in my head.
"Yay! I'll give you my number." She let go of my hand and pulled out her iphone. I blinked, trying to process what was happening here.
"Did you want my number too?" Jacob asked, looking at me.
"Uh, not thanks…" I crossed my arms a bit disappointed at him. Ash laughed at my response, then looked at the male.
"Text ya Jake! See you later." She said and pulled us off.
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"Audrey! Will you be my vice president?" Rachel came into the room, followed by her Japanese friend, Haruhi.
"Of?" I asked as I bit my green apple. I was talking to Ashley, who was sitting on the living room couch, and I leaned on the kitchenette countertop.
"Can I be secretary?" Ash asked, raising her hand, interrupting Rachel.
"Sure," Rachel looked at the girl who got so excited she stood on the couch and started dancing. I giggled and looked at Rachel.
"Of.." I made a motion for her to continue.
"My Kpop club!" She gripped my shoulders, shaking me slightly in excitement. I laughed.
"Sure." I replied, making her let me go and go dance with Ashley.
"Just sign these forms. I already have a flier ready for our first meeting on friday." Haruhi said, flipping her black hair as she handed me her binder.
"Oh cool." I opened the binder to look at the very electric flier that said we were having our first meeting on Friday.
"Haru is our media/ promoter." Rachel put her arm around Haruhi as I signed the form. I give it to Ashley. She signed then grinned at us.
"Are we becoming superheroes because I feel all tingly." She shimmied her hips. I laughed.
"Maybe." I replied.
"Saving the students, one Kpop song at a time." Rachel cheered.
"Haru, want a water?" I asked, looking at the girl who was on her phone.
"Sure." She said.
"We should go to dinner for a celebration." Ashley said.
"Definitely! Maybe Texas Roadhouse." Rachel responded before Haruhi let out a squeal.
"Audrey! Do you have something you want to tell us?" She exclaimed, making me raise a brow. I put the water on the counter.
"Uh...no?"
"Not even that you know freaking Fred from L.Y.F.E.?" She said, making me blink.
"How did you-?"
"He posted a picture of you two!" She screamed in excitement and confusion. Ashley looked at me as I walked to Haruhi. She turned the phone around and I blushed brightly staring at myself on the first day I met Fred at the gas station, grinning ear to ear, not knowing what was going to happen to us.
In the caption he wrote:
"One of my best friends in the States. I love and miss her to bits and pieces. <3 #LYFE"
I awkwardly laughed as I looked at the thousands for likes and comments.
"Well, I guess the cat is out of the bag. I know him. We're best friends," I copied the wording awkwardly. I made a face. "Sorry." I whispered pressing my lips together.
"So you withheld this information because?" Haruhi crossed her arms looking at me expecting a grand explanation. I scratch my head not realizing she was such a L.Y.F.E. Fan.
It seems as though we've run into a problem girlie. I thought as I came up with a lame excuse.
"I didn't think it was important."
"Not important! I could get with a celebrity! You know he has money!" Ashley said, making me scowl.
"Don't talk about him like that. He's actually really nice...and I actually don't know if he has money. We don't talk about stuff like that," I gave her a look to shut up. She was not helping. She held her hands up in defence and took Haruhi's phone to study the picture more. I huffed and decided the water I had gotten for Haru was now mine, as it was suddenly scorching in here. "Plus, I'm not really supposed to shout out to the world that he and I are friends." I added after I swallowed, then crossed my arms.
"Dude! Is that the guy on your wall?" Ashley asked. I looked at her, hoping she wouldn't make any sexual comments about him. She looked thoughtful, then she looked like she had a thought. She looked up at me with her eyes. "And he's like "overseas"?" She asked. I froze slightly knowing what she meant, as Rachel took the phone to look at the picture, smiling.
"Yeah, he's "overseas"." I admitted. Her jaw dropped and she squealed.
"Oh my god! This is fantastic! Your best friend is famous!" She squealed and did another dance. "Dude, I'm sorry that I made those comments about your friend."
"So...what do you two talk about then?" Haruhi asked when Rachel gave her back her phone. I shrugged and looked over the flier again.
"Normal friend stuff. Life, ha!" I said thinking my little joke was funny. She narrowed her eyes.
"Uh-huh, well just know Kpop Idols are too busy trying to make sure their fans are happy. They don't have time for a relationship," She nagged. I sighed and looked at Rachel, who blinked at Haruhi. " Dating an idol, just because you like them, is selfish. Not only to their fans, but to them. They shouldn't have to worry about working 24/7 and then worry about their partner. I would personally feel bad that I would think to put that much strain on them. Don't be a distraction to Fred. Plus don't you have a boyfriend anyways? You should focus more on him, than Fred." I rubbed my face in my hand, wanting to show her the picture of him and I kissing, or the video of us being cute with Snapchat filters, but I held it in.
"Yeah, I'm gonna take a nap."I said thinking of what she said. I felt like she was partly right.
"Haru, you're a bitch." Ashley said to the girl as I walked away.
"I'm just being truthful." She argued.
Closing my door, I leaned against it and thought. Was Fred stressing? Was it because of me? Were we being selfish by testing this relationship? A tear rolled down my face, since my feelings were slightly hurt, but also because I didn't want to cause Fred any problems.
I changed into a pair of shorts and a big shirt, then grabbed Fred's pillow as I sat on my bed. I hug it close, taking in big breaths of his scent.
Did I hinder him from performing well? Is he more tired because of our late night talks? Am I being selfish? I hug the pillow closer, imagining him being here with me, wrapping his arms around me, and kissing my cheek. I relaxed slightly. He would tell me ...wouldn't he? Maybe we're both being selfish. We both don't want to let go, even though we don't talk as much during the day. We're always on each other's minds, and yet never able to speak.
I miss him...so much, I wish I could see him again, feel his touch, or even simply hear his laugh. More tears rolled down my face. Why is this so hard?
Sniffling, I wiped my tears. I grabbed my phone and saw I had no missed calls or new text messages from him, and when I tried to call, no one answered. My heart cracked a bit.
With blurry eyes, I decided to go to YouTube and type "L.Y.F.E Fred. English Subbed." The latest video was an interview. He was looking nervous but was smiling. I clicked on it and watched.
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"Fred, you've been quiet, what's your ideal type?" One of the two hosts asked. Rubbing the back of his head.
"Uh, I don't really have one...a girl." He stated making them laugh.
"No! Don't let him fool you, he has a type!" Young said, nudging his twin. Fred smiled shyly.
"Don't be so shy, do you want a girl with short or long hair?" The other host asked.
"Well, long curly hair is nice." He said with a thoughtful look. The boys snickered at their friend as the host laughed.
"Curly? That is exotic!" He said.
"I think it's pretty. It's soft too." Fred said in defense and placed his hand in his lap.
"Do you like pale or tan girls? What about height?" He continued to interrogate Fred. Fred sighed softly.
"Well," He sighed thinking about how he wanted to word what he was going to say without offending anyone. Then he sucked his teeth and laughed awkwardly. "You guys are asking me dangerous questions!" He whines slightly, making the hosts laugh. "Honestly, I've spent most of my life in a land where everything and everyone is different. From the food, to the culture and even the people. Nothing is ever the same over there...Then I come here, and while everything is different, I would argue that everything is constant." He spoke honestly as the camera angle on his face. "I don't think the constant is good for me." He finished. Making one of the hosts gasp.
"What? You're a playboy? I would have never expected you to be that way!" He said, making Fred look horrified and his face turned red.
"What? No! Oh my gosh!" Fred cupped his cheeks in embarrassment as his members laughed. Fred looks at the camera. "No! I believe in monogamy!" He stated.
"Then what do you mean Playboy?" The host with a beard laughed.
"I mean that I wouldn't want to look at my partner and be like 'Wow! She's just like me!' I want her to be different. I don't care what race she is. I don't care what color she is, as long as I'm happy and she's happy, then we can live happily." He finished as the video ended.
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I found myself smiling brightly. Soon, I was binge watching his videos. There was a clip of Fred and I hugging on the stage at KParty. The fans were literally screaming for me, and happily too.
Over the course of watching videos of him laughing, him playing around, him rapping and even some singing, I realized that I was in awe of him. I couldn't leave him. I won't leave him. I was falling for him. So I decided to text him.
"Fred, Work hard! Don't ever stop! You are such a talented man and I'm happy to be a part of your journey! I don't mind us not talking every day. I know where I stand and where you stand. I'll support you, even if I can't be there in person." I sent a heart emoji after it, and felt better about the situation. Especially when my phone started to ring with his name on it.
"Freddy?" I asked.
"I wish I could kiss you. I was worried that I was blowing things with us." He admitted.
"No, it takes two in a relationship. I'm hugging your pillow." I told him softly.
"I'm glad, imagine that I'm there." He said in a gentle tone.
"Ok."
"Ok, I'll talk to you later sweetheart." He said. I blushed when I hear him kiss the phone gently. I kissed the microphone that was attached to my headpiece. "Get some rest." He said, making me realize how late it was. I had been watching videos for so long that it was now 10 pm.
"Alright. Goodnight." I replied then hung up with a bright smile.
We both wanted to make this work. So we will make this work. Somehow.