Park
Eleanor hadn't written him a letter, it was a post card.
Just three words long.
I love you, it said. Park could hardly believe it. Somehow these three words almost made up for the last year of silence. Almost. He read it again and again until he was grinning from ear to ear. He scanned the post card, his heart leaping into his throat as his eyes caught something on the bottom.
It wasn't just three words long. It was exactly three words and one phone number long. He leapt from his bed and sprinted into the living room, searching frantically for a phone. As soon as he found one he punched in the numbers and held it up to his ear. It rang three times before someone finally picked it up.
"Hello?" The voice was deep and rough. He was expecting Eleanor to pick up for some reason; this voice surprised him so much he literally jumped. It was probably her uncle.
"Um, hi. Is Eleanor home?"
"Yeah, just hang on a sec." Park let out a deep breath, bouncing up and down on his heels. He heard mumbling in the background and ran his fingers through his hair, trying not to scream. His palms were sweating; this was the longest second he'd ever lived through. By the time he heard Eleanor pick up the phone he was a giant mess of excited/nervous energy.
"Park?" She sounded nervous.
"Oh my gosh, yeah it's me. Hi." The words rushed out as he was filled with the relief of hearing her voice again; this definitely made up for the last year of silence. Hearing her voice was amazing, he felt like he'd just been brought back to life, because that's what Eleanor was- his life, and this phone call finally brought her back. He must've sounded pretty nervous himself because she started laughing. "What?" he asked.
"Nothing." Park could picture her shrugging as she said this and it made him smile. "I miss you." It sounded like she was crying and Park realized that he was too.
"I miss you more." He said. "Did you get any of my letters?" Park couldn't help asking, but mentally cursed himself when the words left his mouth- not knowing for sure if he wanted to hear the answer.
She sighed. "Yes, but I couldn't make myself read them."
Again, he couldn't help himself, "Why?"
She laughed, making Park miss her even more. "I knew you were going to say that." She paused before continuing, "I couldn't make myself read them because I felt like I didn't deserve it. I felt like I didn't deserve you, Park." He loved it when she said his name.
"That's even more ridiculous than you not liking Batman or thinking that the pirate story is blah-blah-blah." That made her laugh, which made Park laugh, which made Eleanor laugh even harder, which made Park wish more than ever that she were here for him to hold in his arms while they laughed. After they finished laughing Park said, "I am the one who doesn't deserve you."
"Don't be stupid." She said, and that made him smile. They were both silent for a while before Eleanor spoke again. "I'm coming back on Friday."