I'm not gonna lie, I completely forgot I was even going to make another part to this...
I published part 3 April 18, 2019...So here I am two years later (literally) finally publishing part 4 and trying to figure out what my train of thought was with the first three parts because I honestly have no clue...so enjoy?
Hey, new phone who's this?
Unknown
Um, who is this?
I asked you first.
Unknown
My name is Zach. What about you?
I go by y/n.
Zach
Nice to meet you, y/n.
Zach
So do I know you from somewhere?
Um, kinda
Zach
Really? Where?
Margret's Cafe.
Zach
WAIT! You're that Y/n?
Zach
Listen, I am so sorry, I swear I didn't
mean to make it seem like you were
pretending to be dumb. I honestly
just thought you were trying to use
me because most girls do and it's
hard to find someone that is being
honest when they say they don't
know us, I'm not calling you a liar
I just have a hard time trusting people...
Hey, it's okay. I mean, I feel like
I may have overreacted a little.
I forgive you, but just a heads up,
I wouldn't go around accusing everyone
that they really know you when they don't.
It's shitty that people use you, but not
everyone is like that. There are still decent
human beings in the world. A little hard to
find but they are there. I promise.
Zach
Thank you for understanding. And I'll
keep those words in my head. You
have no idea how bad I've felt about
what I did to you.
I kind of have an idea, Margret told
me you've been going there everyday
trying to find me...
Zach
Yeah, I really wanted to explain myself...
I texted Zach for a little bit longer before we decided to meet up. I texted him and revealed myself, I couldn't pretend to not know who I was texting, it just felt wrong.
We were supposed to meet at the local boardwalk, there was a fair going on and Zach said it would be pretty fun and asked me if I had wanted to go with him. He said it was like a date if I wanted it to be, which I did and he said he could pick me up, I declined, telling him that I'd just meet him here.
What? I didn't want him to know where I lived in case things went south.
I waited under the archway of the entrance to the fair grounds. I watched as groups of friends and couples made their way past me, all smiling and making jokes. A few families made their way into the fair as well, they looked like young couples with their small children, either way it made me happy to see others happy.
"Hey," I turned around to see the brown haired boy standing in front of me with a small smile.
"Hi," I returned, feeling uncharacteristically shy and small all of the sudden.
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Sad and cute Why Don't We imagines ||COMPLETED||
Short Story||COMPLETED|| So I've seen why don't we imagines everywhere but hardly any of them are sad. Some of theses will be cute too. But anyways me being the weird person I am, I think of the worst things that could happen to something I love. I guess I do...
