i thought about calling that girl again, because she sounded like she was kinda my age? no. i don't know. she would think i'm some weirdo, right? i am weird and stupid. why would this girl want to talk to me? i accidentally called her, that's it. something about her voice made me feel happy, which is strange because usually nothing makes me happy.
after debating for 5 minutes whether or not i should call this girl, i finally got the courage to do it. what if she thinks i'm weird? what if she hangs up? these thoughts flooded my mind like usual, i always end up overthinking things.
michael: hello?
ella: you again, huh?
michael: how'd yo-
ella: i recognized the number haha
her giggle was adorable and i wanted to know her name so badly
michael: oh, right. you're probably wondering why i'm calling, right?
no shit
ella: um, yeah
michael: i'm probably going to sound like the biggest creep, but your voice is really pretty and i don't know. i just wanted to call you again.
ella: you don't sound creepy. okay, maybe just a little haha. thank you for saying my voice is pretty, your voice is nice too.
she was understanding and really sweet about it. why though?
michael: you don't think i'm weird?
ella: no, i've never met you before. why would i judge you if i've never met you?
she had a point, but i really would have expected her to hang up by now though, because in my head i felt like a complete creep.
michael: wow, thanks i guess. i'm michael.
ella: i'm ella.
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again sorry for it being so short that kinda annoys me but whatever aw ella is so cUTE NO
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phone calls // mgc
Fanfiction"i think i love you, and that kind of scares me" //**warning: includes mental illnesses + physical illnesses and self harm please do not read if it may be triggering to you (lower case intended) © 2014 horrorstorymgc
