Pen Pals (ON HOLD)

Chapter 3 - Our First Conversation

*Lizzies POV*

10mins after creating my profile I got a text from a guy called Bryan, I checked out his profile and he's actually not that bad looking. He had hazel green eyes and dark brown hair, a nice build (probably a football player I thought) and really nice jaw lines.

I sat down there staring at the screen and his text wondering if I should reply cause I wasn't expecting a text anytime soon. Oh well better late than never I thought.

Lizzie: Hi... I guess

Bryan: Sorry, I hope I'm not bothering you

Lizzie: I kind of wasn't expecting a text so late at night. Its like 2 in the morning

Bryan: And what exactly are you doing up at 2 in the morning?

Lizzie: I couldn't sleep to be honest. I had something on my mind and it was bothering me

Bryan: oh! Seems we're in the same boat then

Lizzie: What are the odds.

Bryan: I never knew girls had stuff to think about

Lizzie: haha really? and you think that girls always seem to have everything figured out

Bryan: Yeah kind of *laughing emoji*

Lizzie: Well I am as confused as the next guy

Bryan: haha, so do you feel like sharing?

Lizzie: We just met I dont know if I can trust you enough to share

Bryan: Okay... so what do I have to do to earn my trust?

Lizzie: Right now nothing

Bryan: Oh uhn well I really want to earn your trust though.

Lizzie: it's not you though. I just have alot on my mind and I dont really need someone new walking in.

Bryan: Yeah I get that, but you can always talk to me when you need a friend. I'm only a text away

Lizzie: Yeah sure thanks

Lizzie: I wanna try and get some sleep. I have alot to take care of in the morning

Bryan: Sure not a problem

Bryan: But whatever it is that's bothering you though dont let it affect you too much. Take it a day at a time

Lizzie: I'll keep that in mind the next time I cant sleep

Lizzie: Bye Bryan

And I went off after telling him goodbye. I really didn't feel like talking but I shouldn't have been rude to him though I thought. He was just trying to be nice

Well its already happened and I don't really need to make a new friend especially a guy that looks like trouble.

So I switched my phone off and went to bed. I tried to sleep but I couldn't cause I found out that the guy that I thought was taking time out to know if he still loved me actually didnt and I was a foo for wasting my time thinking he did, and now I cant seem to get that image from my mind.

I stared at the ceiling for an extra hour before I managed to fall asleep (Thank God).

*Bryan's POV*

Bryan: Wait I don't even know your name.

I don't think she got that text cause the little green bubble next to her profile picture just suddenly went dark and now I'm back to been alone in this room with nothing to do. I'd just play some games on my phone to kill time, it's not like I have anything to do in the morning...

So I brought out my phone and played a bit of pubg for an hour or so. I played close to 10 games and not a single chicken dinner. This really isnt a good night for me.

Nothing left to do other than get some shut eye I thought but i couldn't seem to understand who mystery girl might be and why she was up late.

Maybe she just had work problems or maybe that's how she is generally cause she has so many guys around her and she's developed a little sense of pride and a huge ego or maybe she was just hurt.

Whatever might be the reason I just hope she feels better by morning. I slept off about 10mins later after having a midnight snack and losing two more times trying to get a chicken dinner in PUBG (one day I'll get my chicken dinner).

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So.... I decided to make this chapter really short cause really what is there to do by 2 in the morning
So there's really not much dialogue or interactions with the surrounding.

I hope you all are enjoying the story so far. Please feel free to leave a comment if you feel my story is okay or make no sense at all lol...

Chapter 4 - (untitled) would be released later on Wednesday night...

Thanks for reading...