Laying on my bed I was scrolling through Instagram, the iMessage notification popped up with the contact saying maybe: Jack
"Why did you text yourself 'hey, it's jack' on my phone?" I mumbled to myself reading the text aloud.
I clicked on the notification and replied.
Because I wasn't sure if you were gonna text anytime soon with a gf.
I texted.
An instant reply from him startled me a bit.
Of course, I'd text. This grade means a lot to me.
I rolled my eyes, "now it does."
Okay. Well, the baby is fine.
He replied instantly again.
You mean, our baby.
I stared at the text a little longer than anticipated. Knowing that he called the baby ours felt a little weird, it gave me... butterflies?
"Fuck." I murmured slightly smiling, "why am I actually getting excited over this?" I talked to myself.
I didn't want to reply so I shut off my phone and threw it down on the pillow.
Letting out a sigh I couldn't help but think about Jack for most of the time I was up looking after the fake baby.
Don't fall for him, he has a girlfriend and he's happy.
I told myself that about a hundred times that night.
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