Just Another Pearnana Fanfic

part 2 i cannot name things for the life of me

Hi guys if you liked the last part. Oh boy. Anyways still pears pov and errr maybe smth will happen i havent written it yet lol

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Sigh.

Why did I keep it.

So, update, I'm in the show and he winked at me. Oh boy.

I hope he actually wasn't being serious when he gave that number to me. I hope it's a joke. For the record, no, I haven't CALLED it yet. Blame me! Nonexistent person in my head! But since it was midnight when I went home, I fell asleep immediately.

Oh, shows already over? That went by quicker than I expected.  I looked up from my seat and went to the exit, as a normal food would do. They definitely wouldn't be thinking about a possible serious phone number given by a popular game show host. Oh yeah I'm not worried at the fact that there's a SLIGHT chance that the phone number is real and it IS his. Nope. Not worried at it at alllllll. Why am I rambling in my own head, this is stupid! I shouldn't be worried about it, even if it WAS real! It's just him after all!!

I slammed the door and took out the paper from the drawer (and my phone too)  "Alright, let's do this- I just gotta, put the number in my phone and call it." I punch my desk and immediately regret it, "HOLY- WHY DID I DO THAT!?! god I KNEW I had a crush on his stupid face! God- ughhhhhhhhhhhh! FUCK IT." I take my phone and aggressively type the number in it and call it. Am I explaining too much? Possibly.

Ring.

Another ring.

God, whether this be a joke or not, I wish they would just pick up alread-

"Yeeeeellow? Who is-" "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" IT IS HIM. IT IS HIM. OH MY GOD DON'T PANIC wait shit I already did oh no- I cleared my throat and started again. "Oh, sorry- I uh.. wasn't..... thinking." I heard a chuckle from the other side, along with shuffling?

"I clearly surprised you, didn't I... Pear?" Huh? How does he know my name? The only times we've talked was the bench incident and in the show- How the-

"Hello?" Oh right, in a call. Right. "Uhhhh, how the hell do you know my name, Dancin'?" Holy fuck I wish I could cross my arms right about now. I take a seat on my bed and waited for a response. "Well, I may have looked at my nephew's clipboard for any possible names that you might own and did process of elimination.. What's it to ya?" "Oh ho ho, using my own words against me, are you?" He chuckled AGAIN! This is going great. No- stay hateful! He doesn't know!

"You're in a surprisingly good mood! I'm delighted~" I can see his grin in my head, I'm 100% sure he's doing it right now. "Well, I'm not a sourpuss if you don't provoke me, you know? Nonetheless,  I just wanted to call to make sure the number is real, goodbye." Before I put my finger on the 'stop call' button, I paused in case he protests.

Aaaand end call.

(Banana pov now suckers im sorry this is going quick im a very impatient person and it affects my writing a LOT)

Beep! "WAIT!" Darn it! I was too slow! I opened the message app and quickly looked for 'Unknown Caller', I changed his name to 'I love you' and opened the chat. Here it goessss,

(Banana, Pear)

Hey! You didn't let me finish :(

Read (7:54 P.M)

Dot dot dot... good.. he's responding! Yes!!!!!! It's not completely hopeless!

I thought you were done, ngl.