"i'm home!" i called out to my family and made my way to my room, my safe place. no one replied to call, alone i guess.
i entered my room and jump flat on my chest.
suddenly my phone lit up, a notification. someone actually wants to talk to me?
*insert random number*
- hey y/n it's cam
y/n
- oh hi, how'd you get my number?
cameron
- anna gave it to me, we're all hanging out at eriks place if you wanna come over?
y/n
- nah it's alright, i was just about to have a nap or something
cameron
- i won't bother you then
y/n
- oh i didn't mean it like that! i'd love to keep talking haha
cameron
- should we get to know each other or something, i mean that's what friends do?
y/n
- yeah sure((: what's your favourite colour?
cameron
- green
y/n
- mines f/c/s
cameron
- oh shit lmao hold up i gotta do something
talking to an older boy is kinda weird, i understand our age difference is only a year but it seems so significant.
"hey y/n how was your day?" my mum called out to me from the hallway.
"oh it was pretty alright..." i dabbled off into my own thoughts staring at my phone waiting for him to text me again. sadly he didn't for the next 10 minutes, that's okay though we only just met no need for me to unwillingly become so attached.
