Hurting || Bullied by 5SOS

Stalker

Riley POV

I open the text hesitantly...

*number* hey

*me* who is this

*number* take a wild guess

*me* I'd rather not. Just tell me who you are

*number* then I guess you will never know

*me* I'm wondering if I want to know who this is

*number* well it's not important who I am. It's important to know that I'm a friends

*me* impossible

*number* how?

*me* I don't have friends

*number* well now you have one

*me* I don't even know anything about you, so you can't be my friend

*number* I'm 17, a boy, tall, and I love music. There know you know enough about me so we can be friends.

*me* well you don't know anything about me and I don't wanna tell you anything so I guess this friendship is one sided.

*number* your name is Riley, you have long brown hair, and this is your new number, and I know more than you think I know.

*me* ok creepy stalker...

*number* it's not stalking if you told me the things I know.

*me* ok stalker I'm gonna go to bed don't text me again.

*number* Goodnight

After the odd conversation, I put his name in my phone as Stalker.
I'm very conflicted on how I feel about this conversation. I really like being told I actually have a friend and it was nice talking to someone that wasn't making fun of me. Maybe I wanted Stalker to text me back.
I put my phone on the charger, made sure my alarm was on, and went to bed.

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A/N I know I haven't posted in a while and this is just a filler chapter but a lot has been going on in my life right now. But I promise I'm gonna try to start updating more often. Until next time which is hopefully soon ✨
- franny :)