May and The Misunderstood | ✔

call #3

"hello?"

"hey may" he snorted, "ha, that rhymed"

"uh..."

"aw come on may, i'd think by now you'd have me added into your contacts"

"i don't add strangers into my contacts"

"i have you in my contacts"

"making you creepier every time we talk"

"i'm not creepy!"

"yeah, and i have a pet otter"

"really? can i come meet him?"

"oh god, i hate you"

"whenever girls tell a guy they hate them, it actually means they like them"

"that isn't true. if i say i hate you, it means i hate you, nothing more."

"come on! this is only our fourth conversation!"

"third"

"yeah, right... so you've been counting?"

"i could tell you're smirking through the phone"

"aww, you've been counting" he cooed

"shut up, trevor"

"aww, maeve is catching feelings"

"don't call me that, it's may"

"ok. i think may suits you better anyway"

"um, so why are you calling me?"

"i'm bored"

"then go outside, hang out with your friends or something. i'm sure you'd rather do that"

"no i don't, i'd rather talk to you"

"but i'm at work and my break is almost over"

"where do you work?"

"i work at the big mugs coffee bar"

"hm, what's the most popular drink? you know, for someone in high school"

"there's too many. we'd be here all day if i named them all"

"ok, then what do you recommend?"

"i probably recommend the iced green tea or cookies n' cream frap"

"i'll be sure to try it"

"will you reveal your identity then?"

"nope"

"screw you"

"i'd like that"

"did you just- you are- seriously!? did you really have to make that dirty?"

"i couldn't help it" he laughed "i knew it would bother you"

"i hate you"

"i know you do" he hears someone shout through the phone

"sorry, i have to go. break's over."

"talk to you later, may"

"bye, trevor"

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a/n: i feel like this chapter is kind of short... hopefully none of you got confused, but may's given name is maeve (pronounced mayv) but she goes by may.