Connected- Part Nine
By Black Sheep
(Lennon Mokely´s pov.)
I feel my cheecks growing a slight pink colour that travels down my neck.
Lennon: Thank you, you have a great personality.
Napolean: Thank you, you do too. I have a propasal for you, want to hear it?
I smile, wondering if I should go with this.
Lennon: Yes, let me hear it.
Napolean: How would you like to meet me at my parents anniversary party? I talked to my parents and they love the idea, you can also bring your family if that would make you more comfortable.
I stare at the message, utterly perplexed and confused by this person.
Lennon:You said three days ago you weren´t ready, what changed?
Napolean: I thought about it and I think it is unfair how I know you but you don´t know me. I am also extremely tired of holding back from sending you funny pictures, talking over the phone, and factiming.
I laugh, and smile.
Lennon: What day, what should I wear, and should I bring something?
Napolean: The 25th, a dress or suit, and nothing.
Lennon: The 25th as in next week?
Napolean: Yes, can you make it?
Lennon: Yes but I am not sure if my mom and brother can. I have to ask them.
Napolean: Are you asking them now?
I laugh at his impatience, hop off my bed, and walk into the living. My mom sits there scrolling through channels, my brother reading a book.
¨ Hey mom. Do you think we could go to an anniversary party the 25th?¨ She looks up, ¨ is it to meet the person you have been talking to?¨ I nod, ¨ Of course we can then.¨ I smile,¨ thank you.¨
She nods, I walk back into my room, and type what she said.
Lennon:Yes.
Napolean Awesome. I cannot wait, I should probably get some sleep though. Goodnight, Lennon.
I smile.
Lennon: Goodnight, Napolean.
Author Notes: Sorry for the wait, hope you enjoy.
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