A surprise

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~~[Y/N] P.O.V~~

I sigh and get up "better get to bed" I sigh. I walk to my room and grab the cold knob of the wooden door. I slowly twist the knob and open the door, a squeak comes from the hinges. I walk into my room with the boards squeaking under my feet, the small room had another door leading to a bathroom. As I get into my pj's my phone rings the same tone I set it to— tom jones's it's not unusual— a sigh escapes my mouth as I pick up my cold phone with the pink and purple stripes case on it. I look at the number— 607-145-1987 — the number 1987 was like a swear word we used at the pizzeria. I have a flash back about what my friend mike was saying about 1987, he said it was the "worst year in the pizzerias history" because of the bite. I click talk and put the phone up to my ear "hello?" I ask well waiting for a response, breathing, slow and muffled breathing. As quick as I could I hung up and dialed up my friend Chris, he picked up "yo?" He started "CHRIS YOU GOTTA COME OVEF RIGHT AWAY!!!" I yell. "Ok I'll be right over" he sighs and hangs up.

~~Chris's P.O.V~~

I hang up and go over to [Y/N]'s place as "quickly" as possible. Before I knock on the wooden door she opens up and drags me inside. "So what did you call me over for?" I ask, "some one called me and all I could hear was breathing!, slow and muffled!" She cries.

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