03: Third Call

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"Lou, your phone's ringing again." My girlfriend flashed me a frown. I couldn't blame her though, since we're in the cinema right now. It was disturbing us and the other viewers.

I groaned and excused myself for a moment, taking my drink and phone out with me. Once I was outside, I answered the call after taking a sip of my coke.

"Hello?"

"..."

"Hello, who's this?"

"I'm looking for -"

"You again?"

The caller chuckled. "Yep, I got the right number."

"No, you didn't. I'm not Luke. Stop calling me or I'll block you. I swear!"

"If you wanted to, you could've done that after the first time I called," I could feel him smirking, and that got me more annoyed. "Anyway, I'm Harry. What's your name?"

"Fuck off." I mumbled and hung up.

I ended up not enjoying the rest of the movie because of him. I was annoyed and angry, but somehow I couldn't get myself to block the number.

"Is everything alright? You seemed tense." My girlfriend worried, and rubbed soothing circles around my back. I smiled and pecked her nose. She giggled.

"Yes, love. Everything's fine."

But it's not.

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