08.34AM
Saturday, 23 July 2016
ethan : it's been awhile since we talk to each other.
: are you even joking ? we just texted like, thirty minutes ago.
ethan : ooops, wrong person.
: who's the lucky person ?
ethan : a girl, her name is mikaela, she's the most beautiful girl i've ever seen.
: ok..
* text flashback *
ethan : you're the most beautiful girl i've ever seen.
: well thank you dolan.
ethan : anything for you baby.
* end of the flashback *
: so, how's your thing with mikaela?
ethan : all good.
: coooool.
ethan : are you okay?
: uh huh
ethan : srsly, you don't seemed to be fine.
: i am perfectly fine.
: its just,
: you text me everyday, you use all those nicknames, you called me pretty, you fucking played with my heart.
: i fucking hate you for ruining my fucking heart!
ethan : wow. chill girl. you seriously don't know any shit, you don't know any fucking thing?
: no.
ethan : well, your ex-crush, i suppose.
: dave ?
ethan : ssh, let me continue.
ethan : we made a deal.
ethan : i help him get rid of you, by making you fall in love with me.
ethan : & he helped me with mikaela.
ethan : is that awesome.
: go fuck yourself.
: how can you.
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