Songs for the chapter
• Talk to me - Cavetown
• Listen to me - Wes Mack
• I'm Sorry - Brenda Lee
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It has been two hours since I came to my room. It was 11:30 and I was trying to complete my Chemistry homework but it was getting very hard for me to concentrate on my work as Austin's words were coming into my mind and making me more guilty to judge him like that and then I called someone.
"Brown. Dylan Brown?", I spoke on the phone.
"Yeah, Miller Hayden Miller. What made you call me at this hour of the night?", Dylan chuckled on the phone.
"Sorry to call you but I need your help", I said.
"It's fine and what help?", he asked concerned.
"Um. Can you...er...uh..give me..uh...Austin's phone number.", I stuttered.
"You want to talk to Austin at 11:32 pm because you need him. That is interesting!", he said sheepishly.
"No shut up! I need to talk to him because it's urgent. Please can you give me his number?", I said.
"I would have loved to but there is a problem ", he said.
"What problem?"
"He doesn't share his number with anyone.", he said.
"What? Is he a girl or what?", I said surprised?
Again, I'm being judgy. I am such a bad person.
"No, he is just. He doesn't. That's it.", he said.
"Okay, it's fine. I'll talk to him tomorrow then. Thanks bye.", I said and felt sad.
"Wait, there's one way.", he said suddenly.
"What?", I exclaimed.
"You can call him on his landline.", he said.
"Awesome. Text me his landline number.", I said.
"But there's a problem again", he said.
"What again?", I sighed.
"The landline number is kind of official for his dad. So you need to talk like you have some business to deal with or something like that.", he told.
"But how am I gonna do that?", I asked puzzled.
"Unfortunately, I don't know. And I am sending you the number on Snap", he said and disconnected.
As he sent me the number, I called and I was thinking what to say as someone picked up the call.
"Flynn's residence. How can I help you?", a female said
"You can help me by..uh..", I was struggling to find words.
" By what?", she asked.
"Yeah, I am from the Wall Street Journal and I was writing an article about Mr. Flynn", I lied.
I was afraid if she finds out that I am a high school junior not a writer at the Wall Street Journal. I thought maybe Austin's father was actually related to politics as his name suggests and thank God I knew his last name otherwise I would have screwed up.
"That's good. So what help do you need", the lady on the phone said.
"So, I wanted his son to guide me a little for this article. Can I talk to him?", I asked nervous.
"Sir, someone from Wall Street Journal wants you to assist them as they are writing an article on your father.", the lady on the call said to someone which I assumed is Austin.
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