Radio Addict//h.s.

VIII

"Thank you for sharing your thoughts Mister. Hear you around!"

That was the last I heard from her. Which was a week ago.

Seven days

168 hours

10,080 seconds and still going,

And that's how long I haven't heard from my love.

When I didn't hear her show on Monday, it didn't matter that much because I was too busy to turn up the radio.

Tuesday came around and I got the chance to listen to her show's repeat at 3 AM. Yes I stayed up for that. But to my dismay it was the show that was aired on Saturday on repeat.

Wednesday and Thursday came by and I was yet to hear from her. I thought she was on a vacation and maybe she would return back on Friday. But if vacation was the case then she would've told her listeners that she'd be off for a week or so.

And when Friday didn't give me any traces of her beautiful voice again, I was absolutely gutted.

I was doing fine every week before I accidentally heard her that night. Everyday was just a boring, stressful, monotonous day for me but not until she made herself a purpose of my days, making me turn up the radio, making me stay up all night only listening to her.

That night, I know it wasn't her fault. But she didn't do any justice to me after making me realise that I love her. I suddenly got so desperate to hold her. To hold her right in my arms, to snuggle her, to kiss her, to see her everyday, to hear her voice everyday, to believe everyday that this voice is real, it does exist and it is mine.

But she never came back.

I went to her studio today.

Only to be informed that she hasn't been coming since a week now and that they have no idea why. I even fought with them, opposed what they said because I didn't want to believe their words.

"How do you not know?! You're supposed to know this! What are you all working for! She's not been on air since a week and you say that you don't know where she is?!"

And after that their security guard pulled me away and kicked me out of their office.

And that's why I sat here in my room, between all the scattered files and papers with my head in my hands. Nothing that I am doing felt right to me. I just want to go on a run and search for her till I find her. Not hearing her voice in so long has literally driven me crazy.

I scratch my head and run my hand repeatedly through my hair, feeling frustrated. The door bell to my house rings and I check the time at the bedside table.

11.34

Who could it be possibly be at this time? I go downstairs and when I open the door, my scowl evens out, the colour drains from my face and my breathe is knocked out of me. And I'm not kidding.

There, stands my neighbour in front of me, with a bottle of clear vodka in her hand which is almost empty as she drinks from it. She takes it away from her lips and smiles at me droopily before stumbling to her side but I catch her.

"What are you...why are you drunk?" I ask concerned. Wasn't there enough to worry about already?

"Heeeyy...you." She slurs and narrows her eyes at me. She giggles familiarly and rests her head on my chest momentarily before standing up abruptly.

"Now ssshh." She says with a finger on her lips as she holds the bottle in the same hand before taking another sip.

I scoff and snatch it from her hands.

"You've had enough now come on I'll drop you at your place."

"You can't do that! You...you snatched my cigarette once and now my...give me it!" She tries to take it from behind my back but I push her back.

"Come on miss I'm dropping you at your place." I say again and she stops her protests.

"I have a name." She juts her index finger on my chest as she feels the fabric of the t-shirt while staring at it.

"Oh yeah? And what would that be?" I roll my eyes trying to gently pry her off of me.

"Paige." She mumbles and my hands freeze on her arms.

I think I just misheard her.

"What's your name again?" I ask in disbelief and stare at her as she keeps staring back at me oh so innocently.

"Paige." She says, "Paige Anderson."

A/N: the next chapter will be in Paige's POV and then there'll be an epilogue followed by an Author's note. Thanks for reading! 😊