three am. [DISCONTINUED]

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(253)-754-2474: wow, that's so sad. alexa, play I Don't Care by Charlie XCX.
sent 11:02 am

(253)- 755- 2474: i know its actually called i love it but it didn't fit what i was gonna say.
sent 11:09 am.

tyler sighed and slipped his phone into his pocket one more. he had the urge to text josh, spam him with texts until he responded, but he knew how immature that would be. yeah, tyler may be a spoiled, sassy, rich, douche person, but he's still human. he still gets lonely and needy.

he didn't necessarily think this kid was the one or anything, but he did think he was cute.

god damn it tyler, you don't even know the kids name! much less his age!

the brunette stopped thinking about the adorable pink haired boy as his phone kept vibrating on his thigh.
he pulled it out to see that his best friend, jenna, had sent him an instagram post and messaged him around fifteen times. just as he was going to open her message, the blackish-grey screen popped up indicating that jenna was calling.

"what is it jenna?"

"have you not seen any my text messages?" her tone was slightly annoyed, but tyler knew it was only jokingly.

"um no? you spammed me in like two seconds."

"whatever. look at the post i sent you," she spoke more calmly.

"fine, hold on."

tyler put his phone on the counter and clicked "FaceTime," waiting a mere three seconds before jenna accepted it.

"did you see it?" she asked.

"jen, it's been two seconds, calm your cheeks," he laughed.

he set the phone at an angle where he jenna could see his face clearly and opened chrome, typing in instagram and doing all that jazz.

"wait," he said as he leaned in to examine the photo closer.

"did you see the video?" jenna asked.

"yes. well... no, but yes."

"what?" jenna laughed.

"should i watch it?" he asked, eyes still glued to the screen.

"i mean, if you want. its just him with his friends trolling the internet."

"...he... wasnt... trolling..." tyler said slowly. he thought jenna was gonna yell at him and so he prepared himself for her angered voice to come.

"you mean he actually called you?"

tyler nodded slowly and made eye contact with her through the cellular device.

"youre lucky he blurred out your number," she voice started to get louder. anger and a hint of pity inside of it. "do you know what would happen if your number got leaked?"

"uh, get my number changed? im not dumb enough to keep a number if it gets leaked, jen," tyler said. as soon as he said that, he got a call from the office downstairs telling him the papers were ready for him to sign.

the two friends said their farewells and tyler was off to get those stupid papers signed.