Textmate. (Darren Espanto Fanfic)

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"SAMINA MINA, EH EH. WAKA WAKA EH EH." I crazily danced around the house. "Wrong lyrics!" Dylan teased. I glared at him "Im not Shakiraaaa" I jokingly whined. "Whatever." he rolled his eyes on me as he scrolled down to his IG.

IG uso.

"Oh, look who's coming." he said. My eyebrows knitted in confusion. Who? "Sino?" I asked. He showed me his confused face. Shoot, I forgot I'm not in The Philippines. "I-I mean.. who?" I repeated.

He smiled at me and showed Darren's IG update of him announcing that he's gonna go to the Canada. "Hell, nuh." I reacted. He smirked at me.

"I know you like him, Julia." he said, looking down. "Bruh," I lightly punched him. "Heyy..." he whined. "Whatever.. I'm not your GF, Dylan." I went inside my room.

Lel, I'm so harsh.

I dropped myself to my bed and stared at the pink ceiling. I know I hate pink but eh. The ceiling was painted almost 10 years ago. So, I was like.. 4 or 3 years old then.

I dont know things yet.

I took my phone and tried to video call Darren. So, basically, my phone is only 2 and a half milemeters away from my face.

Pick up
Pick up
Whut the..
Declined?!

@darrenespanto1: @juliaibanez_skyhotel , im in air, yo! dont call me!

That is why the notification sound rang. Geez, sorry dude.
I groaned after my phone fell on my face. (A/N: relate! Happened to me this morning :/ )

My eyes rested staring at the ceiling. Until those eyelids began to be heavy, I noticed myself sleeping by then.

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"Oh, hey, Darren." I smiled to him. "Hey, Julia." He smiled to me too. "Don't leave me okay?" He held my hands. I chuckled at his teary-eyes. "Never."

"Good bye.."
"Wait! Don't.."
"Leave me.."

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"EARTH TO JULIA! LUNCH IS UP." Dylan harshly banged the door. I woke up, confused. "Huh?" Is my reaction. "It's lunch, stupid!" He walked away. I smirked at his shadow.

Man. When you dream about someone, you don't look at him or her the same.

"YOLO!" I shouted as I harshly dropped myself on the chair. It almost made me fall, though. "Omelet!" I whined. "Nope!" Dylan chuckled. I glared at him. "Noooooo...!" I jokingly whined. "Just kidding. Eat up, you pig."

"Hey!!!" I whined, removing his hand from my head. "Just eat!" He said, sitting down to his chair.

If I and Darren had a situation like this, it will last 3 hours of laughing and giggling.

Oh, how I miss him.
Now, I'm excited on his arrival here in Canada.