8 September, 2014. 5:00am.
Andrew: What the hell.
Jewel: I know, I'm sorry. I always wake you up; which is bad but I have an early flight, so I wanted to call and tell you.
Andrew: You are so lucky I actually like you.
Jewel: You like me?
Andrew: You act like you don't know that. Of course I like you, what's not to like about you?
Jewel: No, I don't think you get what I mean by like.
Andrew: I don't think you get what I mean by like. I really like you Jewel, really like you, and I can't believe I just said that.
Jewel: I don't know what to say. Fuck, I'm sorry for putting you on the spot like that, I'm probably stressing you out.
Andrew: You aren't stressing me out, I'm just really tired babe. Our sleeping schedules just aren't as synced as they should be.
Jewel: Yea, maybe I shouldn't call you so much. I feel like a bother to you.
Andrew: Did you not just here what I said? Jewel are you even listening to what I'm saying?
Jewel: Like at first I thought it wouldn't matter if I called now, but I didn't even think about how you would feel about it.
Andrew: It all went in one ear and out the other. Babe listen, I don't care if you call me at twelve o'clock in the morning or seven at night, I'm going to answer. Whenever you call I will literally always answer, unless I'm busy, but I'll still call back.
Jewel: Are you sure, I don't want to upset you.
Andrew: YES, I am one hundred percent sure. Don't ever feel scared to tell me anything, and don't hesitate to call.
Jewel: Êtes un grand ami. Je t'adore, et je suis heureux de t'avoir rencontré.
Andrew: Where the hell did you learn that!
Jewel: We stayed in the French Quarters, so people were helping me learn some things. I finally found out what you've been saying to me.
Andrew: I, um, I...
Jewel: Boo, don't worry okay. I adore you so much, more than I can even begin to explain.
Andrew: I still don't think you understand Jewel. When I say I adore you, I really fucking adore you! Everything about you makes me smile, and I love seeing you smile.
Jewel: Drew, you don't mean that, please don't give me false hope. Look my flight is boarding, I'll talk to you when I land.
Andrew: O my fuck Jewel! You cannot be serious right now. Like are you really joking right now?
Jewel: Don't yell at me! Andrew please, I have to go.
Andrew: No don't you dare hang up this phone! Why can't you see that I actually like you, are you that freaking dense?!
Jewel: I-I, Andrew, please.
Andrew: Fine, get on your plane. I don't care anymore.
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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