Chapter 3: Direct Messages

Well I would have to say, the whole ride was damn quiet. It's as if the car was empty, Harry had turned the music player off and now it has become more awkward than before. As much as I wanted to start a conversation, I don't know what I should talk about. I wasn't as crazy as the other fans so obviously, I wouldn't know what's up. I just can't blurt anything out, I would definitely embarrass myself one more time. Especially because the one who was driving was Tybalt, if it was Milo I could start the talk unlike with this guy, he just gives off this aura that shouts "don't even dare to try talking with me". I keep on taking glances of him though, through the rear view mirror, it's a good thing he hadn't caught me. I'm so screwed if he did.

I noticed that we're almost at my house, I cleared my throat, "Uh- turn right and stop by the wooden gate on your left," I told Tybalt as he nods his head up and down and did as he was told. Wow, what a good dog. Just kidding, anyways, Tybalt has pulled over in front of my house's gate and I wasted no time to get out of the car. I knocked on Harry's window as he rolls it down and greeted me with a lovely smile, "Tha-thanks for driving me home." I stuttered.

Why am I even stuttering?

"It's no big deal. See you tomorrow, twin." Harry answered and gave me another bright smile, that somehow helped me to feel lighter but my eyes had found Tybalt, he was scrolling through his phone like that day. His long hair almost covering his face from looking down, then he suddenly looks up and I quickly turned away.

"O-oh, yeah!" I turned to Harry and scratched the back of my neck, "S-see you tomorrow....twin."

Harry's eyes grew big and wide, as his mouth went to the shape of the letter 'o', "Did you just call me 'twin'?"

"Uh, I think I just did?" I perked a brow at him before standing back up and crossing my arms, "Oh c'mon, are you deaf now, Harold Ellis?"

"Could you please stop calling me by my full name?" He retorted as I smirked, "It sounds weird to my ears. Harry is just okay."

"Oooh, wittle Harry is getting pissed." I teased him causing him to roll his eyes on me, I let out a loud laugh.

"Stop it, Lorien. It's not even funny," he glares which just made me laugh even harder.

"I'm sorry but, I find it so funny." I replied, putting my closed fists just under my eyes as I started to fake a cry, "Wittle Harold Ellis wis pissed. Buhooo."

"I told you to-"

"Are you ever going to finish that childish argument?" Tybalt interrupted, giving Harry and I a death glare. Then I put my head down and locked my own fingers as I chew on my lip, he's looking so scary.

Harry clicks his tongue as I try biting back a smile, he stuffed his hands into his back pocket then looked back up to me, "We gotta go," he whispers as he pointed to his older brother inside the car, "This brother of mine is obviously not in the mood. Something must have happened with his bestfriend again," he muttered but I couldn't quite understand the last sentence.

I smiled, "I understand. I think Kofibucks could be of help to lighten him up."

Harry chortled, looking over his shoulder once more to see Tybalt typing on his phone. He must be texting with someone, maybe a girlfriend? I mean, he could be dating someone secretly. He just doesn't want anybody to know but his family, anybody could do that, right? Tybalt could have someone special, and he's probably going to meet with her today and that's why he wanted to go home right away.

"Good idea, I'll do that." Harry said with a smile as he brings his hand back in, "Well, I'll see you tomorrow at school," he adds in before rolling up the window.

"Of course, see you!" I shouted as Tybalt had stepped on the gas immediately and sped off. Gee, I'm starting to think that that guy doesn't like me. I'm sure he doesn't act like that with his friends and brothers, maybe he's just not good with girls? Ah whatever, I sighed and let my bag fall off of my shoulder and then heading inside of my house. "Mom, I'm home!" I shouted as I am removing my shoes. There was my mother, seated on the couch and watching television while sipping on her tea. I tossed my bag on the center table which shocked her causing me to giggle.

"How long have you been there?" She exclaims, placing her cup of tea down on the table.

I tilted my head to the side, "Hm maybe for three minutes?" I answered before sitting beside her and taking one loaf of bread from the table. "You've been watching variety shows lately," I said, lying down on the couch with my head on her lap.

Mom shrugs, sipping her tea and placing it back down. "I've got nothing to do here, and I'm always alone."

"You didn't go out shopping?"

"Ugh," mom groans as I laughed. "There's nothing that I like."

"I knew it," I sat back up and ran my fingers through my messed up hair. "You didn't like the dresses? All of them?"

Mom shakes her head to side to side.

"Then why don't you go outside and make friends around the neighborhood?"

"I'm too lazy to do that," she answers and I scoffed.

"Now I know why I am lazy," I whispered causing mom to laugh. I headed to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of milk as I remembered Tybalt, is that guy really like that? Was he really the cold and snobbish type? I don't think he hates girls though, I mean, aren't most of their fans girls? He's been kissed by some of them as well in meet and greets, I may not be a crazy fan of Zenith but I always keep myself updated (sometimes). I don't really think that he's like this just because he's not good with girls, I believe that there is a reason. As I get back to the living room, I placed my glass of milk on the coffee table and sat beside my mother once again.

"Hey mom," I called.

"Hm?"

"Haven't I told you I met the Zenith band yesterday?" I asked slowly.

"The band I asked you about this morning?"

"Yes."

"Okay, what about them?"

"Their lead vocalist seemed to be a bit different." I began, "No - actually totally different."

"What makes you say that? How is he different?" Mother asks, chewing on her food then her eyes grew wide, "Ohh... don't tell me you have a crush on him?"

I groaned. "Mom no-"

"Oh yes!" She teased, "You do have a crush on him! Is he different from all the guys you've met, is that it?"

"No, mom, listen-"

"Is my Lorien falling in love with a band member..?"

"Mom stop it," I grunted and she laughed. "It's just- you see.... if you have seen their videos uploaded in ViewTube, Tybalt wasn't like that. He wasn't cold, well maybe to others, Tybalt's like that because.. he could look like that at some times. I don't know, maybe I'm just being judgmental or thinking too much, but that day we met at Kofibucks and today too, I don't know. He's been...acting so different. Tybalt won't smile; he won't even talk. He was always on his phone, and everything else just seems to be gone. I don't even think that he knows my name... I was starting to think that he doesn't like me."

Mom sighs, sitting up and began stroking my hair with a light chuckle. "Honey, why won't he like you? I'm sure it wasn't because of you. Maybe he's just bothered by something personal. Quit thinking like that," she smiles; I sighed.

"Still though-"

"Uh-uh-uh," mother interrupted as she places a finger on my lips. "Now go get changed and take a quick shower, you smelly little girl."

I let out another breath, maybe mother was right. It couldn't be because of me. I heard Harry muttering something to himself but I'm sure I heard the word "bestfriend", so I think that's what's bothering Tybalt. It couldn't be because of me. I smiled at my mother, "And as I was showering, you'll make me something delicious, right?"

Mom giggles, "Now that's my Lorien. Of course, now go to your room and shower already. Your favorite snack will be served in the next thirty minutes."

"Awesome! Thank you, mommy!" I kissed her on the cheek before standing up from the couch. I grabbed my bag and ran up the stairs as fast as I can to go take a quick shower.

I tossed my black tank top on and black shorts, my hair was pulled into a bun and I feel really refreshed. Right after applying lotion, I ran down the stairs immediately and drooled over the snack my mom had just made for me. As I was eating my snack, mom, again, had turned the television on. She was really into showbiz lately. I shrugged and continued eating my food, she's made one for herself because she knows that I do not share. Haha, just kidding. But then I jumped on my seat when I felt my phone vibrating from my pocket, I always have my phone in silent mode. Mom hates it when she was watching TV and everything was quiet, then my phone will go off, oh she'd really dump your phone into the trash bin.

Anyway, it was just a Titter notification from Milo Ellis. I told you I was a fan, I have their notifications on, haha!

Milo Ellis @miloel....   2m

"One last time, I need to be the one who takes you home."

Hm, what does that mean? Is he still hung up with someone from the past?

Lorien Adasha @lorienda.... 12s

@miloellis now what does that mean? :)

Just as I sent my reply, I locked my phone and placed it on the table. For all we know, there is no chance that Milo would ever reply to me. I mean, he's got thousands of fans' reply to his tweet, I even doubt he will see my reply. As I swallowed my food, my phone lights up with another Titter notification, it must be another fan liking my tweet.

But I was wrong. It was a reply from Milo.

Milo Ellis @miloel.... 43s

@loriendaniel Adasha, huh? How cute. And that was just a lyric from a song. :)

I feel myself heat up as I read his reply, excitement rushing through over me as I stand from where I was seated and started fanning myself. This must be a dream, I told myself as I put my phone back down to the table and re-reading his reply to me for a hundred times. Is this true? I asked myself as I cupped myself with my hands and my lips were trembling. I sat back down, staring right down at Milo's post along with my Titter username, holy freak Milo Ellis has replied to me!

Okay, all right... I'm not going to deny it any more longer. Now that something like this has happened, I'm not going to hide it much longer. I am now having this huge crush on Milo. His blue eyes had captivated me, who could ever resist a guy with blue eyes, right? I don't know, it's just- boys with blue eyes... aren't they attractive? I know we all have our own perspective but guys with blue eyes are just so adorable. I have the same reason as to why I had a crush on Zac Efron since I was just about ten. And I know Milo and I had a five year age gap but, what can I do? It's not like you can tell your heart who to and who to not love.

I finished my food as fast as I can, without choking of course, and raced into my bedroom. I laid on my bed, with a stupid smile plastered on my face, I unlocked my phone to read Milo's reply to me one more time. I giggled, even though it was just a reply and it was such a stupid reason for me to feel this happy, I don't care. I have waited for this day to come, and now a celebrity has finally noticed me!

@miloellis stop it, it's not funny. It's Lorien.

I clicked the tweet button, rolling over to my stomach and staring down to my Titter conversation with my celebrity crush. This time though, I'm not hoping to get anotther reply from him. He may be busy writing some song lyrics, or he's getting a lot of notifications from the fans.

But my phone lights up.

@loriendaniel but your username tells the opposite. Haha!

"Oh my God!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, bouncing up and down on my bed; ran around my room as I was screaming Milo's name at the top of my lungs. "This can't be happening! This must be a dream! Holy fuc-"

"Lorien!" I heard my mother screaming from downstairs, "Keep your voice down!" I covered my mouth with my hands, collapsing on the bed and composed a reply to Milo's tweet.

@miloellis really, Milo? Ugh.

I sent my reply and smiled to myself like a complete idiot. I never would have thought that Milo  and I could talk so comfortably like this one day- athough it's just Titter. I feel like as if I've known him for long. I could remember dreaming about something like this and praying for it in heart to happen, I must be really blessed.

@loriendaniel okay, sorry. Your middle name is way too cute. Haha.

I giggled but then my phone has vibrated once again, it was another Titter notification- fans must be replying and feeling jealous of me.

@miloellis followed you

O H M Y L O R D .

I tossed my phone down to my bed, slapping myself and screamed. I looked into it one more time.

@miloellis followed you

Oh my gosh! He followed me back!

I was just about to send him a message but then I received another notification from Titter- a direct message.

Hi, Adasha. :)

Oh the Lord must really do love me...

Oh please, stop with the Adasha thing.

Why? Don't you like your name?

I do but, I'd rather prefer Lorien. Adasha is not so much of a common name. People think it's weird.

Hold on..

They think it's weird?!

I cannot believe I am hearing this..

Adasha is a beautiful name!

Thank you, Milo. I appreciate it.

Of course. :)

Sure, Jacob.

Always, Adasha.

Hahaha, are we going to call each other like that now?

I mean, I wouldn't mind if you want to.

Oh my gosh. Hang on.. wat?!

It's like we have nicknames for each other haha!

I'll like that though.

WAT?!

Anyways, I didn't think you could be this fun to talk with.

I can hardly talk to you earlier.

That's because you're driving. The car might've crashed if you had continue talking to me.

It would have been your fault then.

Yo, and why???

Because I couldn't seem to get my eyes off of you ;)

Wow....

You're crazy.

No.

You are..

Crazy beautiful

Oh Milo..

You're good. You're really good.

Aren't I? Haha!

Anyways, I was glad you poured coffee all over my shirt the other day.

Hey!

That wasn't on purpose you cold-hearted man!

Haha, I know.

It's just.. if that didn't happen, then we wouldn't be talking like this today.

You wouldn't have the chance to talk to the Milo Ellis.

Wow, don't get so cocky now.

You're not so great.

Ouch.

Then what do I lack?

Let me think...

Height???

Hey!!!

Haha, just kidding!

I wasn't that tall but my brothers aren't as good-looking as me, are they? ;)

"Lorien, baby, could you come here for a sec?"

Well now that is true.

So you think I'm good-looking, huh? ;)

Oh come on.

You think my brothers aren't as handsome as I am, huh?

Don't get so full of yourself, mister blondie.

Blondie!?

Heh, yeah.

Anyways

I gotta go Jacob.

Mom's calling for me.

You really took that seriously, didn't you?

Calling me Jacob.

Of course! ;)

Alright then, Adasha.

Bye blondie!

God, are you annoying.

Hahaha, I seriously gotta go. Bye!

Wait! I don't have your number yet!

And I tossed my phone onto my bed then ran back downstairs and to the kitchen for mother keeps yelling my name.

But this day was just fantastic.