IMESSAGES | NATE MALOLEY {COMPLETE}

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where was nate?

i missed him.

he was on my mind twenty four fucking seven.

i realized that after the first month, but now i'm officially going to talk to him.

i tried to ask around for his number, but nobody had it, apparently.

so i decided to call his mother when i got home.

"mrs maloley!" i exclaim as she answers with a short hello.

"who is speaking?" she asks.

"jen!" i say.

"uh, i really don't think it's a good time to be speaking to you right now," she honestly spits out.

"no, but i want to talk to nate. please."

"i'm sorry, but it's already too late for that."

"what?"

"nate has-"

// what a cliff hanger!