Legend;
Italics for girl.
Bold for boy.
Normal for narration.
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[ 10:10 P.M | 19th October 2017 ]
"Hey."
"Why the fuck you didn't call yesterday ?!"
"Ooo someone missed me."
"You shity person. Why didn't you call ? Tell me."
"Calm down. I had a match yesterday and then I had to go to the party because we won. Hah."
"I still don't understand why you didn't call me."
"I came back at 1. I didn't want to disturb you."
"Listen here asshole. You are at a party, call me from there. You come home at 1. You fucking call me."
"Woah ok then. Someone is really obsessed."
"So only you have the right to get scared? When I didn't pick up your phone you said you were oh so terrified. And now I was. Is it that unfair?"
"I didn't mean it. I'm sorr-"
"I think I will talk to you later. Bye."
"No wait. Please don't-'
'Why am I such a asshole."
She was crying again. She didn't like it. At all. Why was she crying for him when she don't even know his name. Truth was, as much as she hated to accept it, He was all that she had left. She didn't want to lose him.
He felt like a piece of shit when she said the last words. Why did he destroy his own sources of happiness, he would never understand.
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