I looked down at my phone, and then at the scrawled number on the receipt resting on my thigh.
The clock on my bedside had struck long past midnight, and I could still hear Nadine and Lexy outside on the living room couch, giggling and having fun with no regard for me in the room beside them.
I fell back into my bed, my freezing bare back settling into the pillows uncomfortably. I had no idea why I was even stressing over texting Devon. He had been the one to make the first move and give me his number in the first place. I pulled the receipt in place beside my phone, "Fuck this." I muttered under my breath.
hey
is this Devon?I violently threw my phone on the bedding beside me as if my case had grown claws and and scratched me, going back to drumming my fingers on my chest impatiently. What if Devon was kidding about me texting him, and it was just a scheme to trick me into false security so I could get a kick of the same torment I received in high school?
My phone buzzed, and I glanced down at it, where a bright green icon set itself up next to a pile of 2 texts.
yes
im gonna take a wild guess and assume this is jake?I smiled at my phone, analyzing the way Devon was texting, as if I could tell whether or not he liked me with those words alone.
you guessed right
i knew it
didn't doubt my psychic powers for a secondof course you didn't
🙄it's okay you can admit you're jealous of my abilities
im actually famous for it
i don't give out autographs for free thohow much for one then
$150 and your first newborn
hard bargain
is there any different form of pay?hmm
I guess you can have a discount
because you're niceMy smile deepened, digging so far into my cheeks like it was trying to etch itself permanently into my face so everyone knew how hard I smiled whenever Devon and I made contact.
awe that's so sweet
pity is my love languagegreat to know
🤨
wha do yu mean hy tatwhat do you mean by THAT
you and your terrible typing omgSTOP
everyone always points that out wheb I text them MY TYPING ISNT THAT BAD!!!!!!!when*
stdu
SHIT
stfu*LMAOO
HOW DID U MESS THAT UP
ITS AN ACRONYM😭😭😭
LEAVE ME ALONenah how did u stop screaming mid sentence
i could hear that lowercase eomg im literally gonna throw something
at me??? from across the city of chicago???
indeed
u have got to have really good aim for that to land
bleh bleh bleh
im deevon
i know everything cause im old
and im a human grameraly
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breathe - jevon
FanficA story following Jake and Devon in the bustling city of Chicago, and how a cup of coffee turns into late nights over telephones and soft spoken conversations in the early mornings. How two boys fall in love, and discover the raw energy it takes to...