The Swap - Part 9
by Athirah Roslan
The night before Jeremy and Emma are supposed to swap phones, Jeremy drunkenly texts Emma.
Babygirl!
Hello?
Aw, come on, princess.
I know you're reading this.
What's wrong with you?
Haha, nothing is wrong with me.
What makes you think that something's wrong?
Emma?
You're drunk, aren't you?
No, I'm not.
I wouldn't be here texting you if I was drunk :-)
Whatever, you're drunk.
No, no. I'm not!!
You're not going to ignore my messages
because you always read them
Every single one of it
I mean them :P
k?
Ok, Emma?
Emma?
Fine.
That's my girl :-)
I'm not your girl.
Shh, listen.
Or read – haha
I'm hurting, Emma.
Why can't you see that?
I don't understand, Jeremy. What exactly are you trying to say?
When we first bumped into each other at the airport...
I wanted to run after you, for some unknown reason.
I felt like I had known you my whole life. Even just from behind.
But you were running to your gate. I think you must have been late to your flight.
Then...we started texting...and I started getting more and more interested in you.
No one has ever made me feel this way before - and through text messages nonetheless!
We've never met each other while both of us are sober, of course.
And it's just weird how you made me think about you all the time.
24/7, Emma. 24/7.
Do you know how tiring that is?
For you to be on my mind...constantly?
What's your point?
My point is, I like you. A lot.
Jeremy, you're not thinking straight.
You're probably going to wake up and regret this.
No. I'm not. I like you, Emma.
A LOT A LOT a lot a lot
You're so different from the other girls. VERY different.
That night at the party...I'm glad you pushed me away.
And I'm glad that you were the one I kissed...
Because if it had been someone else...
I have woken up with hickeys all over my neck instead of a bruise on my cheek. ;)
Jeremy - you're drunk.
That's not going to stop me from telling the truth, Emma.
And you know what? That's not the only reason why I like you.
You've never once fallen for my charms.
You push back. You're sarcastic. You challenge me. I love that.
Babe - you're like the perfect package.
I can't get over it. I can't get over you.
Please tell me that there's even just a small part of you that feels the same?
?
I want to be with you.
And not just as friends.
I want to be able to tell you my true feelings every single day.
I want to kiss you all the time.
Jeremy.
Just think about it, ok?
Tell me that you'll think about it.
Emma felt so conflicted. She was trembling with excitement and fear.
Ok, I'll think about it.
Be safe, Jeremy.
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