Winters pov
I was petrified. I walked towards my closet and picked up the phone. There he was. Staring straight at my face. My mouth hung open. I couldn't say anything. He said,
"Wow with you looking at me like that I might reconsider the whole girlfriend thing."
When I didn't respond he said.
"I guess ur not in the mood for jokes?"
I gathered my thoughts. This was Isaac behind this screen. He was cute af.
"Your......Isaac?"
"Not what you imagined me as?"
"I haven't really thought about it that much."
"Nice to know you think about me." He said in a sarcastic voice.
I didn't respond.
He raised an eyebrow.
"You still look like you're in shock."
"That's exactly what's happening."
" You're beautiful I hope you know that."
I shook my head still in shock.
"I look awful right now."
"Come on, you don't look bad."
"I don't normally look like this."
"It's fine Winter. It's not a crime to cry. What happened what jerk made you cry?"
"My boyfriend told me we should take a break. I've been with him for 2 year, was actually. I've known him since elementary school."
"I'm sorry Winter." He pretended to give me a hug.
"I'll live. Eventually."
There was awkward silence, until he said.
"It'd be really cool if we could meet up sometime. It'd be more comforting if I could hug you for real.
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One Contact
NouvellesShe finds a phone on the sidewalk. There is no trace of someone ever owning it, except one single contact, 'Unknown'. When she texts the number someone replies.
