Phonecalls and text messages
Title: Phonecalls and text messages
Rating: PG
Word Count: 349
Characters: Gendry Waters, Arya Stark,
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. (Do I really have to state that?)
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She's about to call and you better pick up the damn phone!
-ES
Not even a whole minute after the text message, his phone started ringing. Mya. Again. He considered not to answer, but she was his sister and might be worried with his long silence.
"Hello."
"Gendry- Jesus, thank God! Where have you been? I've been calling you for days!"
"I was busy. I have to work, I have to finish my final project for college, I have to keep an eye on Robert..."
"Have him been drinking again?"
"I found a bottle of scotch in his room few days ago, but it was sealed. I threw it away."
"Why you do this to yourself, Gendry? He never did anything for us."
"We are not like him, Mya. At least, I know I'm not."
"Stop that. You can't guilt trip me into caring about Robert."
"Why did you call anyway? To express your disapproval regarding my life choices?"
"I'm your sister, I care about you. Edric told me that Arya traveled... I just want to know if you're going okay..."
"How Edric knows about Arya anyway?"
"Facebook. Now tell me. How have you been? Please, tell me you're not sitting in the dark, in your room, missing her and feeling sorry for yourself."
Gendry looked around and quickly stretched on the bed to light the lampshade. "Of course not."
He could imagine perfectly her facial expression.
"Anyway, remember our youngest sister, Barra? It's her birthday today and we're going."
"'We?'"
"Edric, you and I. I'll be there in 40 minutes, so shower, shoes, shirt. Go!"
He got up and picked clean clothes from the closet. There wasn't a point in arguing with Mya.
"Am I not supposed to be wearing pants?"
"We've talked about this, Gendry. You're not really a funny man."
"Shut up." She giggled. "I don't have any saying in this?"
"No." Came the answer in Edric's voice. "Come on, brother. When was the last time we spent some time together?"
"Okay, fine!" Fucking Edric! Almost 22 years old and still sounding like a child... "I'll be ready."
"Good, we have to buy her a present first. What 13-years-old girls like?"
"How can I know?"
"You should know. Didn't you meet your girlfriend when she was 13?"
"Arya was 16 when we first met."
Edric waited patiently for him to understand.
"Oh, fuck off, Edric! Let me get ready!"
"Haha, you're in love, bro!"
-End of the call-
*****
Text message
From: Robb
To: Sansa
Did you talk to her? I'm thinking about calling him to a serious conversation. I mean, she's our sister! Our baby sister! She never had a boyfriend! It was different with Sansa, because Sansa was popular, she always knew how to deal with people. But Arya is not like this. I'm going to talk to this Gendry! Wanna come?
Text message:
From: Sansa
To: Robb
You sent this to the wrong number, Robb. I'm not Jon.
Text message
From: Sansa
To: Robb
And for God's sake, let Arya live her life!
*****
"How's everything? Is the apartment comfortable?"
"Yes, mom."
"Did you organise your clothes like I told you to?"
Arya glanced at her bags, opened at the foot of the bed, clothes pilled half inside/half outside of them and others spread all over the floor.
"Yes. I took them out of the bags and put them on the drawers."
"You're lying."
"I'm not!"
"I can always tell when any of my children lie, Arya. Go clean your room. And what have you been eating?"
She thought of the pile of empty pizza boxes on the kitchen trash can.
"There a small restaurant down the street-"
"Is it pizza?"
She sighed, defeated. "Yes. But I'm trying to learn how to cook! The pizzas are for emergency, I swear."
She heard her mother laughing softly and smiled. "I miss you, mom."
"I miss you too, sweetling. Now go clean your apartment."
"Mom!"
-End of the call-
*****
"Hello?"
"Hi, Theon. It's me, Robb. Wanna go out for lunch?"
"Wow, you're not gonna eat with sweet Jeyne today?"
"No, she cancelled. Some problem with her mother."
"It pains me that I'm your second option, Robb. I have feelings too."
They laughed. "Shut up. So, you're coming or not?"
"I can't. Have a lot of work to do..." He regreted saying those words as soon as they left his mouth.
"...Theon, send the girl away."
"What girl?!"
"The girl in your lap or under your desk. 'A lot of work' is our code for 'girls' since college, Theon." He laughed. "I can't believe you slipped!"
"Fuck you, Robb. Why am I even your friend in the first place?"
"Because I cover you up when you bring girls to your office, that's why."
"Fair enough. Hey, wanna go to the club tonight?"
"You're supposed to go have dinner with your father and your sister..."
"Oh, noes! What a shame... I forgot the dinner. I won't remember until tomorrow morning. And then, it'll be too late. See you at the club at 11 o'clock. Don't get late!"
"Fine."
"I can almost hear you rolling your eyes, Robb. You need to relax!"
"I'll relax tonight."
"Yeah, but don't relax too much, 'cause you'll be the driver! Bye!"
-End of the call-
"What?! Theon? Theon! Fuck."
********
"So, how was your day?"
"I went to my sister's birthday party."
"Mya?"
"Barra, the youngest. Don't lose the count."
She chuckled. "Yeah, like I don't know your siblings..."
"I'm starting to think don't know yours. Sansa texted me today."
"I didn't even know she has your number. What did she want?"
"You gave your family my number two years ago, before our failed road trip, remember? Apparently, they kept it. And the text says 'Don't pay attention to Robb. He's being an overprotective dick'. Well, she replaced the 'i' with an exclamation mark, but i got it..."
Arya laughed this time. "She doesn't curse, not even in texts. But what's going on with Robb?"
"He thinks we're together and is being a zealous older brother."
"Wha- Really? You know what? Robb can go fuck himself! I can date whoever I want."
"We're not dating..."
"...I know! It was a way to speak." The smile in his voice made her want to punch him over the phone.
"But we kissed."
"So?"
"It meant something..." Oh, no! He was bringing up what she was trying to avoid! Before she could have a chance to change the subject, he asked: "Did you like the kiss? I never asked."
"What?"
"Did you like the kiss? Yes or no?"
"Why? You need me to stroke your ego?"
"I need to know if it was good for you like it was for me."
"Ugh, why you do this? Why you say these stupid, perfect things to me? You know how much I hate this romantic crap, but you always make it sound good! It's infuriating, Gendry!"
"I just said I liked the kiss, Arya! Calm your panties!"
"Well, I didn't like the kiss."
"You're a liar."
"I know. Ugh, I hate you!"
"I miss you too." He smiled.
"Next time I see you, I'll kiss you first."
"I'll be waiting."
"Good night, Gendry."
"Good night, Arya."
-End of the call-
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