Chapter 4

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(Mila p.o.v)

I haven't talked to kelly in a week since i asked for a picture. I think i opened up to him way to quick. I mean i haven't seen a picture of him nor even met him.

He could be a old perve for crying out loud.

I decided grow a pair and text him first.

Mila: Hi kelly...

Kelly: Sup Mila.

Mila: We haven't talked in a week. How has it been?

Kelly: Great, I'm fine.

Mila: So you're greaf or fine?

Kelly: Drunk...

Mila: You're drunk?

Kelly: duhh jajajfksb

Mila: So kelly this probably a bad time but i really want that picture... :/

Kelly: No one calls me kelly nsbdjcits kells.

Mila: kells?

Kelly: kelly, kells, mgk, coslon etc. But you can call me daddy babe.

Mila: You're telling me you're the rapper machine gun kelly?

Kelly: yessss

Mila: You're too drunk kelly haha I'll let you for the night.

Kelly: fuck man!

Mila: Hows that hang over?

Kelly: Like shit. I was so fucking drunk i told you i was MGK.

Mila: Its okay haha i once told my best friend i was selena gomez.

Kelly: But I'm not him.

Mila: Well i know that silly!

Kelly: Good, but we need to stop talking.

Mila: That's okay we will talk later.

Kelly: I mean for good.

Mila: what? Why?

Kelly: I almost told you who i am.

Mila: No you didn't. Wait, I'm confused.

Kelly: I might have. I'm sorry but bye Mila...




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