I check my phone for the millionth time in the past five minutes.
Why won't he answer me?
I sigh and go back to homework.
I wish he would answer me. This is killing me.
I'm too stressed out. School, family, band....
I don't know what to do anymore.
Once again I find my phone in my hand and my eyes on the screen. Nothing.
I toss it back onto the bed beside me.
I can't focus.
My mind is still on the last text message.
Baby, please answer me... I need you to do that. Please.
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Just Some One-Shots
RandomJust some one-shots we decide to write. They may or may not become stories. If you want them to become stories please tell us, we will most likey make it happen.
