"Where are you right now?" I asked mike while i chilled on the couch in Sandra's apartment."I'm on my way. Damn girl, you can't wait can you?" He said jokingly.
"No, I need dick now!" I said and Sandra walking by overheard and laughed the same time Mike did.
"Why are we so dirty?" He asked.
"It's not like we'd ever be clean."
"True."
"Anyways I'm almost here, then you can tell me all about what's been going on for the past two days. Damn your life is messy."
"The doors unlocked and I know." I told him.
When he got here, he sat beside me and we talked about the situation.
"So you made it clear that you didn't like him like that?" Mike asked.
"Yes. I made it 100 percent clear that I didn't feel the same way as him and all he did was say that I will soon and he left before I could say anything else." I sighed throwing my head back.
"That is so funny." Mike began to laugh. "Like what the fuck is that?"
"Lil missy here needs to call him so he really gets the message." Sandra said emerging from one of the rooms.
"There's no point, I'll see him tomorrow and I'll tell him again and it he chooses to ignore me then- I don't know I'll just avoid him." I told them wonder how I'd avoid someone like him.
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That night I climbed into my bed and rested my head on my pillow, feeling my body ache as it normally did from walking around too much.
My phone rang just as I was about to shut my eyes and I slapped my nightstand trying to find it.
"What?" I said harshly into my phone, not checking the caller ID before answering.
"Someone's in a bad mood." The voice was deep and raspy. The familiar voice that I used to hear daily.
"Ethan?" I lifted my head up in surprise.
"You don't sound too happy."
"No no, it's just- how did you get my number? Grayson?"
"Yup." He said popping the p. "Took me a while to guess his passcode."
"You could've just asked him."
"I don't know. I wanted to wait to ask you if you had told him about us. Have you?" He asked.
"I told him that we made up. Don't worry I left out the details." I said smirking and I'm guessing he was too.
"Damn, the details were the best past." He chuckled. "What are you up to tomorrow?"
My heart skipped a beat at the thought of spending time with again, just like old times.
"I have a morning lecture which ends at 1."
"Perfect, I'm gonna go swing by the warehouse and make some new adjustments, wanna join?"
"Yeah, i'd Love to. Take Graysons car cause the location for my college is probably saved on the GPS."
"Okay." He breathes in deep. "I should probably let you sleep."
"Since when did you become so nice?"
"Hmm, that's true. How about we do it like old times?"
"Talking on the phone till one of us falls asleep, which is usually me." I replied.
"Yup. I'm all for it." And so we did it.
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Recovery {wRoNg sequel}
FanfictionRecovery: /rɪˈkʌv(ə)ri/ the action or process of regaining possession or control of something stolen or lost. {wRoNg sequel}