Wrong Number?...

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Tord was a boy living a somewhat normal life. He lived alone despite being only twenty years old. He knew Tom but he didn't know him well. Tord hadn't had contact with Tom in almost three years. Today was a seemingly normal Saturday. Tord was laying on his bed, about to take a nap but his thoughts of taking a nap were interrupted by him hearing a slight bing from his phone, notifying him he got a text from someone. He didn't recognize the number since Tom had changed his own phone number.

Tord opened the text, reading it. The text said {I've been missing you lately~}
Tord thought that whoever this person was, that they had the wrong number. Tord texted the number back. [Sorry, but I think you have the wrong number...] Tord yawned a little and as he was about to put his phone down, his phone binged from a text message. He sighed and read the text and it was from the same number. {No, I don't have the wrong number Babe~}

Now Tord was starting to feel uncomfortable. This person must be just thinking they have the write number. Tord texted the number back once again. [Yes, you do have the wrong number. I'm not your Babe. I'm not even dating anyone so stop texting me.]
Tord wanted this person to just leave him alone. He wasn't comfortable at all with this. He heard another bing. Why won't this person leave him alone? Can't they see that they clearly had the wrong number? Or at least, Tord really thought this person had the wrong number. Tord was slightly hesitant on reading the text but he did read the text. {Wanna know what I'm doing right now, Babe?~}

Tord texted back and wanted to get this person to leave him alone. [No, I don't want to know what you're doing and for the last time, I'm not your fucking Babe. You have the wrong fucking number so stop fucking texting me.] Tord growled a little from annoyance and sent the text. About a minute later, he got another text from the number. {I'm thinking about you right now Babe. You know Babe, you make me so hard just from thinking about you. I can't wait until the next time I see you.~}

Tord felt slightly disturbed from reading that text and now he's really hoping that this is either a prank or this person is really fucking confused and has the wrong number.
[For the last time, I'm NOT your Babe! Now stop texting me! I don't even know who you are!] Tord was getting more uncomfortable every time this person texted him. Five minutes passed and Tord hasn't gotten another text. He sighed in relief, thinking the person finally got the hint that they had the wrong number. He was starting to fall asleep when he heard his phone bing. He groaned a little.

Tord grabbed his phone off the stand next to his bed and looked at the text only to see that not only had this person had sent a text, but, they had sent a picture too. {I wish you were here with me right now Babe. I'm so hard~} Tord didn't know why, but he looked at the picture and saw the person who's been texting him, had sent him a picture of them having an erection. He looked away from the screen of his phone, not wanting to see the picture. He looked back at his screen about two minutes later and texted back once again. [WELL I WISH YOU WERE MILLIONS OF MILES AWAY FROM ME! STOP TEXTING ME! I DON'T WANT TO SEE ANY PICTURES YOU FUCKING SEND ME!]

Tord was pissed off that this person wouldn't leave him alone and he was extremely uncomfortable too. He heard a bing sound as he got another message. {Fine, I'll leave you alone for now Babe~ But I'll be looking forward to the next time I see you Babe~}
After that text, Tord was relieved when he didn't receive anymore texts.

Months pass and Tord hasn't gotten anymore texts from that number. He was currently outside, walking around in the forest but he couldn't help but feel like he was being watched. He heard his phone bing so he took out his phone and froze when he saw it was that number again. He hesitated before reading the text. {Don't turn around Babe~} Tord was nervous since he was out in the open. He texted the number back. [W-Why?...]  Tord heard his phone bing one last time and he read the text. He froze once he read the text.

{Because I'm right behind you Babe~}

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 09, 2018 ⏰

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