Page 59 of Oh No… It's You


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“Night,” he says as he opens his door.

“Good night,” I reply, walking into my room to avoid any awkward moment between us.

Before I can even put my suitcase down, I call Macy.

“Why has this been the longest day ever?” Macy announces when she answers the phone. “I need all the tea!”

I plop down on the bed with my arms and legs open wide, like I’m creating a snow angel. Right now, I just need every ounce of energy that’s been trapped inside me to leave my body as fast as possible.

“I can’t believe I made it through the day,” I say with a sigh of relief.

“And think, you still have two more to go,” she teases, and I can just imagine her trying to hold her laughter back.

I cover my face with my free hand. “Ugh! Don’t remind me.”

“Was it really that bad?”

I remove my hand and slap it on the bed in frustration. “You got my messages, didn’t you?”

“Yes, I got your messages, talking about how sweet he was being and how cute he looked when he was teasing you.”

“Exactly! Then you understand how much torture I’ve been through today!”

“If you call that torture, I’m afraid of what you’d call a real bad date.”

“This wasn’t a date!”

“To him, it definitely wasn’t. To you, it was the first time you spent the day with the guy you were massively falling for.”

“Were!Werebeing the keyword!”

I stare at the ceiling, trying to convince myself that I was falling for Online David and not Work David.

“You can keep telling yourself that, but I don’t think it’s working.”

“I hate you.”

“Ha! You love me because I state facts. The question is, what are you going to do about it?”

“Nothing. There’s nothing I can do. I’ve put myself in this predicament, and I’m not sure if I can get out now.”

Tears well in my eyes when my true feelings come to the surface for the first time.

“What are you talking about?”

“Now, if I tell him who I really am, he’ll hate me because I lied to him for this long.”

“You didn’t lie … per se …” She tiptoes around the subject at hand.

“He’ll ask why I didn’t respond on day seven. What am I supposed to say?”

“That you were scared you were head over heels in love with a guy you never met and that freaked you the fuck out!”

I can’t help but laugh at what she just said.

“You see my point!” she continues. “It’s wild that you two bonded the way you did, having no clue who the other person was in real life. That would freak a lot of people out. He doesn’t need to know that you knew who he was this entire time. We can come up with a plan of how you figured it out on this trip. That way, he won’t think you lied to him all day today.”

“See, even you’re saying I’m lying to him!”