Text Me Later ?!

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Justin ' s POV

I successfully dodged the paparazzi, thank God.

Me and my best friend Keke were at this French restaurant having lunch, downtown,
when the paps flooded the place.

Keke and I used the back door to exit the restaurant, and split to easily get away.

I went towards the east river, I always found that river friendly, it was one of the many reasons I loved New York.

I was kicking small stones towards the river,
I grew bored of the sport and decided to pick some and throw at the river, as I bent down, I saw a torn out piece of paper, curious me reached out to it, it was a phone number and something saying "text me" on it, why not, the paper said so, I pulled my phone out of my pocket,
My non private phone that is, inserted the number in and saved it as 'Z' 'cause that was the initial on the paper.

So when I got home I texted him or her or them or God knows whose number that belonged to.

Hey Zee, got Ya number
what's up? !
Delivered 3:54 pm

Who is this?!
9:02 pm

You don't know me.
9:03 pm

Then why are you texting me?!
9:07pm

I found your number
by the river.
9:08 pm

Uh?! Are you a criminal?!
9: 15 pm

Or are you an ugly
80 year old perv.
9: 16 pm

OMG you are a 80 year old perv.
9: 17 pm

Okay, first of all I'm no criminal
I'm 23 not 80,
And I'm hot AS FUCK
9:18 Pm

And seriously 80?!
They have saggy dicks,
how can they even fuck?!!!
9:20 pm

Or even jerk off LOL. ..

9:21 Pm

Now you have got that picture in my heard you perv.
I gotta go text you later?!"

9: 23 pm

I Wouldn't turn down a hot beauty like you
Now would I ? !
9: 25pm

I'm not a girl.
9:27 PM

Oh really?!
Picture? !
9:28 PM

I don't even know you
♢Seen 9: 30 pm

I chuckled to myself seeing that.

Finally someone else to annoy, annoying Keke was getting kinda old.

Besides this Z guy doesn't know me, and well, I'm sure as hell can use a friend right now.

I am not being creepy am I?!