Bringing The Call by Backstreet Boys to life...
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NICK's POV
I take another sip of my beer, setting it down.
"I think I'm going to go." I say to AJ as I make eye contact with the girl across the room for the hundredth time that night.
"K, cya Nick." He says. I nod and stand up, not breaking eye contact with the girl.
I walk away from AJ, walking out from the club.
I take a deep breath of the cold night air. "Hey." I hear from behind me, causing me to jump slightly.
"Hi." I reply as the girl from the club walks up to me. She was really gorgeous, especially up close.
"I have a place nearby..." she starts. "Wanna go?"
I bite my lip, nodding eagerly. I dial my girlfriend, Jessica's number.
"Hello"
"Hi, it's me, what's up, baby?
I'm sorry, listen, I'm gonna be late tonight
So don't stay up and wait for me, okay?"
"Where are you?"
"Say that again?"
"Hello?"
"You're really dropping out
I think my battery must be low
Listen, if you can hear me
We're going to a place nearby, alright?
Gotta go!"
While I speak, me and the girl never break eye contact.
I hang up.
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I wake up the next morning, groaning. The girl was still in bed, I go to check my phone.
37 missed calls from Jess.
Shoot.
I quickly call her, she answered on the third ring— sobbing.
"Hey— what's wrong?"
"I know," she speaks, pausing, "AJ told me."
