text me • h.s.

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"So...did you text the number or what?" Luke asked with a full mouth. He's a really messy eater when it comes to sandwiches.

"Yeah, I did." I looked around to see if anyone was watching me intensely. "He's a little weird."

"He?"

I nodded, "He's been stalking me for the last three months."

"Whoa...you should call the cops."

"I know but, I don't think he's afraid."

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Harry: are you glad you figured out who I was?

Me: sure but you didn't have to pull me in the janitors closet to tell me

Harry: sure I did! I didn't want anyone to know

Me: ok?

Harry: I didn't mean it like that

Harry: nvm

Me: aren't you glad you're hot?

Harry: well yeah but what does that have to do with anything?

Me: that's the only reason why ppl want to be around u lollllll

Harry: okay then why are you texting me still?

Me: because at least I don't have to see you and get confused

Harry: I confuse you?

Me: sorta

Harry: good

Harry: I mean not good but

Harry: good to know
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