(Later that day)
*i check martina's instagram. And i see her having fun with her family in Berlin. I wish that i could be there with her. Maybe i can go to her? No that is impossible. Then i would be a stalker. And ug..i even don't know exectly where she is ..i just really miss her voice. So i call her again*
Martina:Hey?
Jore:God thanks you answer me
Martina:Oh hey jorge
Jorge:Are you still angry on me?
Martina:No..no I'm not
Jorge:How are you? If i may ask?
Martina:I'm fine okay?
Jorge:Okay okay..sorry,What are you doing?
Martina:Oh i am posting pictures on facebook
Jorge:I can see that yeah
*i hear her breath still on the other side from the phone. I am scared that if i will say that i miss her, that she will hang up*
Jorge:Eh ma-
Martina:Oh eh i have to go
Jorge:Why?
Martina:I'm going out
Jorge:Bye love
*she hang up. I don't understand it pretty well. She is nice to the internet me. But she isn't that nice to the real me. What does she want from me? Is she just playing the game with me. Or does she try to play this game harder then i do?
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ps. I love you
FanfictionWARNING: My writing has improved in my new stories! ~\\\\~ How would you feel? If you fell in love with a girl on the internet you have never seen before? While you have hidden feelings for a real girl you see every single day? Well that, happend to...
