The following week Ivan filed back to school, hoping he really didn't need to go. After the incident Madeline had acted as if nothing had happened, and that really got him mad. Ivan sat down on his usual seat in Biology. He was hoping to catch a glimpse of her as she walked into the door but some idiot (Alfred) had distracted him and he missed her. And of course, everything was cool between the two male teenagers. Alfred forgave him for his idiocy.
"Next time, wait to make an idiotic remark." Ivan hissed. The thing was that everything kind of became awkward between the two; Madeline was scared Ivan would steal her first kiss and she didn't want that happening while she was dating Lars.
"You should talk to her, dude. If you like her, then talk to her. By the way, you still have not told me what happened in the closet." Alfred winked.
"You really want to know?" Ivan questioned.
"Totes, dude." Alfred nodded vigorously.
"I almost kissed her." Ivan finally gave up. Alfred had been bugging the whole week about it and he knew he wouldn't drop it. If Alfred loved anything more than food it was gossip. He was the girly one.
"I knew it! Something did happen! Dude! She always excited when she gets a text, then when she notices it Lars or someone else she's like: 'Oh...right.' So it's been you that she's waited to hear from. Text her dude! Or call her or do something!" the blond clapped his hands together.
"But she has a boyfriend." Ivan whispered.
"Who cares? Please just text her. A simple 'Hello' would be just fine. Okay? Do it while you're at home, so I can see her reaction.
Ivan nodded and agreed. He was grateful that Alfred was not louder than the class today, as he usually is.
That evening, around seven thirty Ivan did as Alfred had instructed. First he sent a text to Alfred saying to keep his eyes open, because it was coming.
Hey Maddie. Haven't sent you a text in a while, how are you doing? Those were the exact words he wrote to her. As he sighed and looked up at his Television he wished she would answer soon.
Meanwhile, as Madeline received her text at the dinner table, her mouth dropped. "Al! He texted! He finally texted!" She cheered.
"Who texted?" Alfred raised his eyebrow. Her parents shot their heads towards her as well. This was the first time that she yelled. They were all surprised.
"Uh..." –Her indigo eyes fell onto her phone –"Lars, Lars texted me." She smiled –A fake smile.
"What he say?" Alfred smirked. Caught her!
"He wrote... 'Hey Maddie. Haven't sent you a text in a while, how are you doing?'" She read out loud to the table. And quickly wrote a response.
Ivan felt his phone vibrate and looked at the notification. It was Madeline.
Hey Ivan. Yeah it's been a while, hasn't it? Well everything's cool. How about you?
Ivan smiled and thought of a response. What should he write? He needed to keep the conversation going. But how?
Hey, may I call you? I'm too lazy to text. And I'm doing quite well, thank you for asking J
Yeah, sure. And awesome. After writing the text, she excused herself from the table and ran to her room. Seconds later her phone rang.
"Halo?" She asked in French.
"Hey. Uh, I wanted to talk to you about what happened the other day between us." Ivan quickly answered.
"Oh. I'd hoped you'd forget about that..." Madeline mumbled.
"Not so easily, sunflower." Ivan chuckled. "Anyways, I wanted to ask you what you were about to say before Lars interrupted us." He added.
"Nothing but the truth?" Madeline asked, her voice soft and quiet.
"Nothing but the truth." Ivan repeated after her.
"Yes." She whispered.
"Go on." Ivan insisted after a long silence.
"Yes. I was going to say yes." She answered in a louder tone.
Ivan was stunned. She was actually going to accept the kiss? She was ready to be kissed by him?
"Really?" Ivan couldn't believe her words.
"Yes Ivan. But, Lars would get hurt and I wouldn't want that. So I would've changed my mind."
There was a long silence. "But you would have said yes, right?" Ivan smiled.
"But quickly changed my mind." Madeline stated.
"But you would have said yes!" he cheered. "I'd really like to see you tomorrow. Please be at the library by three, okay? And alone, if you like me." He added.
"Okay." Madeline nodded, although he couldn't see her. What was she to do? She did like Ivan, but if she was going to meet him, that meant she had to let Lars go. She didn't want to break his heart.
The next afternoon Ivan rushed to the library. He didn't want to be late to meet Madeline. And he was sure she would come.
He sat down on one of the chairs and awaited her. He was so happy she was coming that he didn't even notice when a girl sat next to him. Every time a person walked in through the sliding doors he gave them his undivided attention until he noticed it was no one important.
It was Three- forty seven when Ivan lost hope, maybe she wouldn't come. He sighed heavily and just as his hope was dying out, she walked in through the sliding doors of the library. Wearing her uniform, like always, a size bigger, to cover her curves. But today, she wore her hair up in a high pony tail and this made Ivan smile.
His smile grew as she skimmed over the library and she spotted him. But in her eyes she seemed to apologize. At first Ivan didn't understand until Lars walked in and hugged her. Ivan's heart seemed to drop as his smile faded into a hurt expression. You could compare him to a puppy of who was left alone to fend for himself. Right, he wasn't worth leaving her boyfriend for. Of course, Ivan should have seen this coming.
"Oscar Wilde once said; 'The heart was meant to be broken.' You know?" The girl beside him stated.
Ivan looked at her. She had two high buns on either side of her head and her shirt was a tad bit too long for her. She was rather cute.
"Ah... Why do you tell me so?" Ivan questioned.
"That girl. It's obvious you like her. But she can't let go of her boyfriend, even after you asked her to meet you here." She added. "You can call me Nene." A smile perched itself on her lips.
"Nice to meet you, Nene. I'm Ivan." He greeted.