Place in me || opj

seven

PATRICK
I have a joke

LIGHT
Oh no
There's a serial killer in my dorm

PATRICK
oh come on
Please

LIGHT
ugh okay

PATRICK
I only know 25 letters of the alphabet.
I don't know y

LIGHT
I actually hate you

PATRICK
No you don't.

LIGHT
You're right
I tolerate you

PATRICK
you're so mean

LIGHT
you like it though

PATRICK
no I don't

Are you ignoring me

Light!

LIGHT
IM SCREAMING

PATRICK
are you okay?

LIGHT
not at all!!
Owen is doing a follow spree on Twitter
I'm trying to get him to notice me

PATRICK
what's your username?

LIGHT
lumosjoyner
I made it during my Harry Potter phase

PATRICK
I'm sure he'll follow you

LIGHT
I doubt it
I've been spamming him for a while.

PATRICK
I believe in you

are you okay

Light?

LIGHT
IM FREAKING OUT
HE FOLLOWED ME
THE MAN, THE MYTH, THE LEGEND
OWEN PATRICK JOYNER FOLLOWED ME

PATRICK
woah, take deep breaths
In
Out
In
Out

LIGHT
not helping

PATRICK
sorry, that's what helps me

LIGHT
You deal with anxiety?

PATRICK
yeah... it's not fun

LIGHT
I'm sorry.
If you ever get anxious you can message me

PATRICK
You have nothing to be sorry about and I appreciate it so much
But this isn't about me.
This is about how Owen followed you

LIGHT
might have some happy tears right now, might not

PATRICK
oh I know you're smiling right now ;)

"Is that my best friend actually smiling towards her phone again?" I heard my best friend ask.

I look up to see Paige walking into our room. I was sitting on at my desk, quickly typing.

I should be doing my homework but with Patrick messaging me and Owen's follow spree, my mind is wondering.

"I thought you were with Maci?" I ask with an eyebrow raised.

Ever since they met at a that party, I know Paige has liked her.

"I was. But she wanted to get homework done." She flopped on her bed and looked at me.

I lock my phone and sit it on the desk while turning to her.

She was smirking towards me. "What?" I ask while crossing my arms.

"You've been texting this mysterious guy for almost a month now. Cant I know who he is?" She asked gossiping.

I bite my lip and shake my head. "His name is Patrick and that's all I'm telling you." I tell her sternly.

She groans and shakes her head. "Can you at least show me what he looks like?" My heart started picking up.

I didn't know how to say it, but I knew I had to. "I would. If I knew what he looked like." Her face changed.

"You know I love you. But I hope you're not getting catfished." She crossed her arms.

"I have a strange feeling about this one. Like he wouldn't lie to me." I shrug.

She takes a deep breath before speaking. "I just don't want you getting hurt. Especially after Gage." I groan at the name.

My phone buzzed next to me signaling another text from Patrick.

"I'm not going to get hurt."