iMessage, dylan, camila
cami; hi kingdylan; hi queen
cami; that was so cute omf
dylan; i know, princess
cami; tyler posey and dylan sprayberry are my ship now lol
dylan; yes, it's cute
cami; ok dylan, i think i'm ready to show you what i look like.
dylan; do it only if you want to, cami, don't feel forced.
cami; i'm sure i want to show you, please don't judge.
dylan; camila, i would never. i bet you're an angel.
cami; ok, here we go.
dylan; you're cute, trust me.
cami;
dylan; I'VE BEEN TALKING TO AN ANGEL THIS WHOLE TIME
dylan; how could you ever doubt your appearance? you're so pretty.
cami; you're making me blush. stop
dylan; i bet ur cute when you blush too
cami; my hair used to be brown but i dyed it, and now it's blonde.
dylan; any hair color would be good on you.
cami; i'm so happy i texted the wrong number
dylan; alright, so i want to finally tell you who i am. what's your twitter?
cami; @camilawilder
dylan; okay, just don't freak out. even though you probably will. also, don't hate me, but then again, you probably will.
cami; it's like you're telling me you're dylan sprayberry lol
cami; but even if you were, i still wouldn't hate you.
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texting | dylan sprayberry
Teen FictionCamila Wilder, out of sheer stupidity, texts the wrong number. it turns out to be one of the people she looks up to. also rip I suck at descriptions just enjoy the story!