My Fucked Up Fantasy

Chapter 2

Ana Lee's POV

Okay... Okay... Keep calm Ana.. You'll be fine. My skype app on my phone starts to blare out the skype call tune. Okay, I can't keep calm. I click the video icon and Sawyer's face pops up on my screen.

"Hey..." He says his face slightly confused. "I feel like I know you."

"Oh well you replied to my snapchat yesterday'" I reply with a grin, happy he remembered me.

"Oh yeah! Hey, I didn't know you were scottish?"

"Aye I am. To be honest, your scottish accent was a load of shite."

Sawyer laughs. "Oh god.. That was pretty terrible.."

"I know! I didn't even know what that was 'I wear ma kilt tae tha bar' like what even is that?"

He laughs again. He has such a sweet laugh.

"Ow shit!" He yells.

He reaches down and lifts up a golden ball of fluff. Hitch.

"Hey Hitch, say hi to... What's your name again?"

"Ana Lee."

"Hitch say hi to Ana!" He controls Hitch's paw and makes him wave. Butterflies surge through me. His laugh makes me want to just cuddle him so bad. Oh how I wish he was really here with me instead of on a screen.

Sawyer's POV

Wow, she's pretty cute. Her beautiful golden hair just sits by her ribs, glistening in the afternoon light.

"Ugh no you've gotta be kiddin' me!" She growls.

"What is it?" I ask.

"It's raining again. Typical Scotland."

I laugh. Her eyes are bright and happy. She has a gorgeous smile. I never knew how many pretty girls were in Scotland.

*later*

I've got her home address, now to just write a little note for her with the iPad.

Hey Ana! I really hope y'all enjoy this iPad, it was great talking to you on Skype, maybe even again sometime? Ttyl, Sawyer. x x

Should I have put those Xs there? Oh well. I'm sure she won't mind.