I was very busy reading different stories using Wattpad app when something pop up on the inbox of the said app.
As I click the message, an unfamiliar name pops up; of course most of the wattpadian are using different names.
"Hey b*tch, try to read this story (link). " - this was the message from that stranger.
What the? Who's this desperate man? Yes, I know that he is a man, because, I just knew.
"Are you commanding me?" tsk, is he my boss?
"Yes baby, if you won't read it, I'll go to your place, ASAP." Blackmailing huh? As if he knew where am I.
"I don't care, I'm reading different story, so you shut up and stop disturbing me." I replied.
After that the man has stop sending messages so I continue reading the story I've started to read.
While reading, I was not on focus because I was thinking to that man, why that stranger messaged me in the middle of this night just to read his story.
So, I click the link of the story he'd send and try to add on my library then I started to read it.
What the? This is so familiar.
I continue reading his story when someone knocks on my room and opened it.
"Hey baby, it's time to sleep, its already 4o'clock in the morning." I smiled at him and moved on the other side of the bed.
"How's reading st*pid?" I laugh while asking him.
He laughs too and hugs me tight, "Read my story b*tch, I made it for you."
I look at him with confusion.
"I'm the one who message you earlier baby. Have you read it already?"
"Yes but you've entered here so I stop."
"Save it for tomorrow, I'll read your published story while you'll read mine too. I love you baby, good morning." And he kiss on my forehead but,
"Good morning? HAHHAHA" I questioned him.
"Yes because its morning already and yet we're both lack of sleep. It's very wrong if I tell you good night when literally its morning."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Good morning too, I love you." And I lay my head on his chest.
I'm so thankful that I have this man, a man who understand my foolishness, punish me by his sweetness and protect me by his possessiveness.
He is literally the man that I've been looking for years, and now he's on my arms, a boy wattpader, yet he is not just a boy now, he is a man who can treat me as a woman and not just a girl.
By the way, he loves to read and write wattpad stories too.
"Wet dreams my love." he smirked.
"Wet dreams?" I ask with confusions.
"Sweet dreams I mean." And we both laugh and sleep on each other's arms.
📍 FICTIONAL CHARACTERS DOESN'T EXIST BUT A WATTPADER DOES.✔
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