Emily POV
I make up my mind then and finally pick up my phone ready to call the one with the dark curls, insolent who had dared to disappear a whole day from my sight once again. I type his name on my screen and without hesitation press the call option.
One ring, two rings, and by the third ring all I pray to heaven is that the asshole picks up my call.
"Well?" So he does and an involuntary smile escapes me.
I think of several things to say but the first thing out of my mouth is an incoherent: "Hello? Nathan? Nathan is that you?"
Lana teases me from a distance and I just cancel it. I pay attention to my call and Nathan takes longer than usual to answer me back.
"Emi, little eyes, yes, yes, yes, it's me" He sounds distracted, tongue heavy, and a little retarded. Still listening to him cheers me up like nothing else: "What's wrong, are you ok, did something happen?"
