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Oli was woken up by the persistent sound of bleeping coming from somewhere in his room. He rubbed his blurry eyes and sat up in bed. The sound came again. He reached his arm out from under the covers and began searching around on his bedside table for his phone.

He sighed heavily when he couldn't find what he was looking for and reached down into his jeans from last night that were on the floor instead. After a few minutes of fumbling around, he finally found his phone and pulled it out.

The screen was lit up with messages, he formed as he tried to remember the last time he was this popular.

He opened up his phone, glancing at the time and huffing when he realised it was 3 o'clock in the morning.

danielsmith: Hey

danielsmith: are you awake?

danielsmith: I'm guessing you're not awake.

danielsmith: wakeeee up I'm boreddd

danielsmith: oliiiiii

oliversykes: What the hell.

oliversykes: it's 3 in the morning. Let me sleepppppp.

danielsmith: nooo I cant sleep. I wanna talk to you.

oliversykes: finneee I'll talk to you but only because I'm scared you'll spam me again if I don't

danielsmith: are you in bed right now ;)

oliversykes: well obviously, I was sleeping before you woke me up.

danielsmith: you don't need to be so feisty. I'm just trying to be flirty ;)

oliversykes: well I'm trying to sleep but we can't always get everything we want...

danielsmith: you're really ruining the mood -_-

oliversykes: you ruined my mood by waking me up >:(

danielsmith: jeez if you didn't wank to talk to me this much you could have just said

danielsmith: *want

oliversykes: I think you said wank on purpose,,,

danielsmith: maybe I did, maybe I didn't ;))

oliversykes: ewww get your flaring teenage hormones away from me

danielsmith: but babyyyy you're the only one who makes my teenage hormones flare

oliversykes: well maybe if you told me who you are we could do something about them, huh

danielsmith: that's not going to work...

danielsmith: my lips are sealed

oliversykes: Whatever I'll just figure it out for myself :)

danielsmith: sorry I didn't realise I was talking to  detective Sherlock Holmes

oliversykes: can you give me a clueee

danielsmith: sure, one clue and then I'll let you sleep.

oliversykes: Whats your real name :)

danielsmith: not answering that one.

oliversykes: last name?

danielsmith: nopeeee

oliversykes: eye colour?

danielsmith: blue.

oliversykes: Alright. Goodnight, blue eyes ;)

danielsmith: Goodnight sweetheart <3

Oli chucked his phone back onto the floor, way too tired to care about it. He rolled over in bed and immediately began to fall back to sleep.

On the other side of the town, Josh also switched off his phone and threw it into his bedside draw carelessly. He couldn't sleep. He was so conflicted on whether or not he wanted Oli to find out it was him.

He was Daniel Smith. Well kind of. Daniel Smith wasn't a fuckboy, he was or at least that's what everyone labelled him as. Daniel Smith was kind and romantic, he was neither. Daniel Smith didn't get slapped by his sister for toying around with others feelings. Josh did.

All Josh knew was, someday the truth would come out, one way or another....

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