Heather's POV
-//-Groupchat-\\-
Nick: Hellloooo
Hi
Zach❤️: Heyy
Weston: So Heather, how are you doing?
Um I'm pretty good
Why
Weston: Just wondering
Sure
Edwin: Hey
Chillin' with her hair tied
Timmy: Fuck no
Nick: No makeup with some sweatpants on
Fuck yes
Edwin: ...
Wait😂
Ignore that omg
Weston: Guys what if Bob Duncan isn't my dad?
He's not
Weston: How dare you
He's mine :) not yours
Weston: Share.
Make me.
Weston: Too lazy
Haha same
Zach❤️: I don't know what y'all see in him
Edwin: I don't understand either Zach its weird.
Edwin I hope you die.
Edwin: I will ;)
Kys
Edwin: Buy me a gun
Come to my house and find one
Weston: You have guns at your house?
Me and a gun under the same roof?
Within a month someone would be dead.
Nick: Well now we know not to have a gun around you
No haha I'm fine now
Edwin: What? Now I'm confused
Nothing. Where is Rudan?
Nick: What is it?
I said nothing.
Timmy: But there is something.
Zach❤️: Y'all stop
But guess what? I said nothing, so there is nothing.
Nick: Yes there is
Can y'all just stop. I said it was nothing. Okay? Okay.
Rudan: Damn what did I walk in to
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Wrong Number • Zach Clayton
Fanfictiononce suicidal girl finds happiness through a boy who lives halfway across the country || based over a groupchat