3. Speaking on the web
It was a Saturday. I was reading a book and listening to music in my room. My parents were sitting at the TV, but I just felt tired and didn't want to spend time with them.
Right as it was vibrated my mobile.
I smiled and laid aside the book.
"I live. And you?"
"I'm tired, I'm free from work for some time and are thinking about a thing ...."
I lay down in bed and smiled at my mobile.
It took a while before he answered.
"Could we skype?"
I got scared.
"But then you see what I look like?"
"Please Niall. We would remain anonymous to each other?"
It was quiet in my phone for a while before it was vibrating again.
"I want to meet you one day and skype is a good start?"
I felt insecure.
"Without the camera?"
Nialls voice was wonderful. It really sounded like an Irishman, and it was soft. I loved his voice from the beginning and I heard that he was happy to talk to me.
"Why do you lie in your bed on a Saturday?" he asked right as it was. I laughed a little bit and put the laptop next to me in the bed.
"What about you? Why are you inside on a Saturday. I'm almost eighteen but you're twenty?"
He laughed back and I heard how wonderful he was.
"I want to relax." he answered quickly. "I have a busy life and I love to just take it easy when I can."
I looked at the screen.
"Are you single?"
"Yes, are you?"
I nodded, although he didn't see it.
"Yes I am! I just wondered. I don't want a girl run into your bedroom and yell or get mad."
He laughed weakly.
"I'm home alone and I have no one here. How about you?"
I sighed to the door.
"Mom and Dad!"
Niall didn't seem to care if I lived at home.
"You should think about your parents." he said, and seemed serious. "I don't meet my often and I miss them almost every day."
I was surprised and wondered why.
"Do you live far away from them?"
"Yes!" he replied tired. "I live in England and they are left on Ireland!"
I lit up.
"So you're really an Irishman? I heard it in your voice and on your name on the Internet."
He laughed again.
"Of course I'm Irish, but you're from England?"
"Was born here and will surely die here!"
Niall laughed and he seemed to put himself in the bed.
"So Lilly how do you look like?"
"How do you mean?"
He was amused and he responded quickly.
I looked at my body and thought.
"I have brown long hair, brown eyes, a pretty normal body and upturned nose."
He seemed satisfied, but I was fast.
"Now, you describe yourself?"
"I have blonde hair, but is actually brunette. I have blue eyes and a pretty goofy face. I'm not fat and not too thin either. My arms and legs are slim, but I think it's because they hadn't suited my body if they were obese."
"It sounds wonderful."
Niall sounded amused by the subject.
"You sound too wonderful!"
I shook my head.
"No, I'm ordinary and it's my case."
He was silent for a few extra seconds before I heard his voice again.
"To me you are beautiful!" he said in a serious voice. "I like you and you have come to know me for who I am."
"All people always hung up on appearance?"
"You always have to look good and you always have to show up a nice side of yourself."
"And nobody cares about who you really are?"
Niall sighed lightly.
"You know what you're talking about?"
I loved our conversations. We talked about everything and it happened that Niall fell asleep while we were talking. I took no offence, because he seemed tired. He always apologize, but I didn't care. Niall was my dream boy online and I loved having him there.