Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Love or Hate ❯ Volume Twelve, Chapter Eighty-One: Let Love Try ( Chapter 81 )

Let Love Try

-Isao-

“Hey, mom,” I said.

“Yeah?” she asked. I looked at my door.

“I think… I might be attracted to someone,” I said.

“Oh?” mom asked.

“It's been one date, but I know who she is,” I said.

“Do you want a second date?” she asked. I made a face.

“I don't know,” I said. “She might not though.”

“Oh, that bad?” she asked.

“No.”

“No?”

“Well…” I rubbed my forehead. “I thought it was going well. But… Hm…”

“What is it?”

“She's hot and cold. You know what I mean?”

“Not really.”

“One minutes, she's into it. The next, she's yelling at me. It's just… I don't get it.” I sighed and rubbed my forehead. I heard mom giggling.

“What? Why did you laugh?” I asked.

“She sounds confused,” she said. I wrinkled my nose. Seriously? Where did she get that one?

“She didn't sound confused to me,” I said. “I think she hates me.”

“Are you sure about that?” mom asked.

“Yeah, I'm pretty sure,” I said. Even I wasn't convinced by that. Heh. Maybe Mai is confused. Maybe…

“And how do you feel about her?” mom asked.

“Hm…” I said. Good question. How did I feel?

“I don't know,” I said.

“Hm…” mom said. I looked down at Mai's phone in my hand.

“She left her phone in my room,” I said.

“Perfect!” mom said. I looked so confused.

“Huh?” I asked. My mom tried not to laugh. I narrowed my eyes.

“What?” I asked.

“Go take the phone and talk to her,” she said. “Ask her how she feels about you once and for all.” I made a face. She's serious. Oh…

“Just like that?” I asked.

“Yes,” she said. “It's a start.” A little enthusiastic, isn't she? A little too much. Wait… Did he put her up to this?

“Okay…” I said. “I'll do it.”

“Good luck, son,” mom said.

“Right…” I said.

“Love you,” she said. She hung up before I could say a word. I stared at my phone and frowned. What is she up to? Hm…

I looked up Mai's phone in my lap. I shrugged to myself. Might as well give it back to her. She'll come looking for it otherwise. Right. Might as well get this over with. I climbed out of bed and walked over to the shower.

Track Eighty-One