I start laughing as I go through my contact list on my phone. Callie looks over at me, confused.
" What?" She asks, chewing on a fry.
" Someone changed my contact names," I say 'someone' loudly so that my boyfriend, Evan, heard me.
He comes in through the kitchen, " yeah, babe?"
He sits next to me on the couch, resting his hand on the side of my thigh as he pulls my legs up onto his lap.
" When you were using my phone earlier, did you happen to change my contact names?" I ask him, smirking as he fidgets.
" Wait, wait, wait, wait, hold up, you let him use your phone?" Callie interrupts.
I nod, " yeah, he asked if he could play a game on it and I let him."
Callie turns to Evan, " you must be special because she lets no one, no one, touch her phone, ever, and she let you."
I start laughing again once I get to Callie's number.
" Moody Violent Ass, really?" I ask Evan.
He laughs, " yeah, look at mine."
I scroll down to his number.
" Chunk Of Hotness? Really?" I laugh.
He nods, " that's what you told Callie before about me."
I gasp, eyes widening, " you heard?"
Evan nods right before I set my phone on the table and tackle him off of the couch.
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Mini/Short Stories
AléatoireThese are just ideas for stories that I don't really have time to write. Please don't steal my stuff, please.
