I just took an exam in 15 minutes, and I already know one of my answers was wrong. 
                              Also, I had to write about the French and Russian war which is apparently considered the War of 1812 and if it isn't then I'm literally fucked...
                              I got to play with cats today though and I was so super excited it was amazing (that's me above playing with a kitty) 
                              I want to go get food because I'm starving but I'm so lazy that I just can't.
                              So, I think for this, I'm going to alternate the chapters POV, so last chapter was Austin, this chapter is Parker.
                              /Parker/
                              "Can you please answer your fucking phone, the vibrating is getting on my nerves" Josie rolls her eyes, and I quickly apologize before picking up my phone and seeing an unknown number, before answering it. 
                              "Hello?" I speak into the phone before walking out of the library to make sure i don't disturb anyone who's actually doing work unlike me. The other side is completely silent, and I clear my throat before speaking again "Hello?" 
                              All of a sudden the phone clicks, and I look down at it, seeing the call ended on the screen. I try to call the number back but my call keeps getting declined so instead of trying again, I just shrug and walk back onto the library. 
                              "Who was it?" 
                              "No idea, no one said anything" I sit back down across of Josie at the table. 
                              Later that day, when I finally get back to my room, my phone rings again, but this time instead of it being an unknown number, it's an incredibly familiar number, and the caller ID makes my heart clench. 
                              Austin.
                              I fight with myself on whether or not to answer it, but when I think about how much he hurt me, I let the phone ring and eventually go to voicemail. 
                              He doesn't call after that, however, he does leave a voicemail. I make a mental note to listen to it in the morning, but as of right now, I lock my phone and plug it in before climbing into bed to go to sleep. 
                              The next morning I wake up, and start to get ready for class. As I do, I remember the voicemail, from yesterday and unlock my phone to play it. 
                              I hit the play button, and turn up the volume, sitting it on my table as it plays. 
                                        "Hey P..." He trails off, a sigh leaving his mouth. His voice is groggy, and tired and that's when I remember that he's five hours ahead, so it was 3 am when he called me "I know I'm probably the last person you want to talk to right now, and you don't know how much I fought myself on not calling you because I didn't want to bother you. But I just couldn't help myself. This is going to sound selfish, but I want you to be happy, but I don't want to sacrifice my happiness when it comes to you. That sounds so shitty I know, but I've been so miserable since coming here, and it's all because I miss you. I miss you like fucking crazy, and I can't help myself. I know you probably don't want to hear this, maybe you won't even listen to it at all, but I love you with all my heart and I'm so sorry for all the things I've done to you. I'm not asking you to forgive me, but if you did that'd be pretty-" The line clicks after he exceeds the length of the voicemail, and I lock my phone before sitting down on the floor. 
                              I stare blankly at the wall, unable to process my emotions. I had thought that I could listen to the voicemail, and have no reactions whatsoever, but now I don't know what to feel. There's a million emotions running through my head at the moment, and I don't know what to do.
                              "Hey! I've been waiting outside for 30 minutes" Josie comes into my room "Hurry up, I don't have all day to wait for you" 
                              "I don't want to go out" 
                              "Well, that seems like a you problem, but I don't give a fuck, let's go" She tries to make me stand up, but I refuse. 
                              "I'm not going out" 
                              "And why not?" 
                              "Because I don't feel like it, so please leave" 
                              "Are you serious?" She scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest. I give her a blank face and she rolls her eyes before stomping out of the room to leave me to myself. 
                              What do I do?
                                      
                                          
                                   
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