1 September, 2014. 2:00am.
Andrew: Fuck, baby, it's so early.
Jewel: I know, I'm sorry but I can't sleep.
Andrew: Why, what's wrong?
Jewel: Don't laugh, okay?
Andrew: I won't, tell me.
Jewel: I forgot my penguin.
Andrew: You what?
Jewel: Drew, please don't make me repeat it.
Andrew: Where are you?
Jewel: My hotel room, now.
Andrew: Where were you before?
Jewel: My parent's room, they let me lay with them for a while.
Andrew: Big baby, can't sleep without her stuffed animals.
Jewel: Drew, don't make fun of me. I miss you.
Andrew: I miss you more, baby. It'll be a whole week before I see you again, how often do you think we'll be able to talk?
Jewel: I'm not sure, but I'll try to text you whenever I can get a chance.
Andrew: I wish I could have gotten to see you before you left. Amanda asked about you, she really wants to hang out with you, again.
Jewel: We had fun that day, yea it kind of cut into our time, but she was pretty chill.
Andrew: You two literally talked about how cute Louis Tomlinson is the whole time, while I made you milkshakes.
Jewel: But how much did you care?
Andrew: Not much really, but still I just wanted it to be us two, ya know?
Jewel: Yea it would have been nice, but why was she so surprised at how talkative you were?
Andrew: Well it wasn't really how talkative I was, but more of how open I am with you.
Jewel: Open with me? Well aren't you open with every one, that woman in Lany's sure seemed to think so.
Andrew: Jew, I don't know what you saw or heard but I hadn't said a word to that woman.
Jewel: Right, I really just wish you were here with me.
Andrew: I've never thought I'd have the urge to actually cuddle someone. You're changing me Miss Smith.
Jewel: For better or for worse?
Andrew: For better, forever and always.
Jewel: I hope you know just how happy you make me.
Andrew: You're elating, and I really don't want to get all mushy over the phone.
Jewel: Mushy, you're so cute boo.
Andrew: Don't try and cover up your yawns by laughing. You're tired now, it's OK if you fall asleep.
Jewel: But I don't know when I'll be able to talk to you again. Please don't go yet.
Andrew: Mon amour, se il vous plaît.
Jewel: I don't understand.
Andrew: Please.
Jewel: Why so much for one word?
Andrew: How do you say, I'm too busy, in Spanish?
Jewel: Estoy demasiado ocupado.
Andrew: That's like seven extra letters for a three letter word.
Jewel: Trivial.
Andrew: That's my word!
Jewel: And I'm using it.
Andrew: Jeeeeweeeel.
Jewel: What, don't drag out my name like that, it makes me feel weird.
Andrew: Go to bed, you keep trying to cover your yawns but I can still hear them.
Jewel: But, babe-
Andrew: Goodnight Jewel.
Jewel: Goodnight Andrew.
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Hang Up [Unedited]
Short StoryWhat do you do when you get a wrong number? Do you apologize and hang up? Or do you try to keep the conversation? Then again it depends on what end of the phone you're on. ---- highest ranking: #93/short story