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TW's this chapter:
-Anxiety
-Panic attacks
-Depression

I felt a teardrop falling down my face. Stupid anxiety, maybe he was just being nice. I could text him, right? That wouldn't hurt anything. I could just block him.

I sighed deeply and nodded to myself. I would text him and if he did anything bad, I would just block him and never speak to him again. I took my phone out of my pocket and made a new contact.

Clay

I just hated it, I hated everything about him, just because he talked to me. But even though I hated him, I felt a deeply need to text him. I was mad at myself for wanting to text him, but decided to still do it.

Hey

I threw my phone away and crawled myself up as a ball. I felt guilt sliding into my body. I told myself to never trust anyone and I'm just texting a stupid idiot. I heard a ping coming from my phone and pick it up. Clay texted me back.

Clay
Hey, George!
Awesome you texted me
I would like to get to know you

You
Why

Clay
Idk, you really seem like a nice guy

You
Thanks

Clay
What are you up to?

You
Nothing

Clay
Really interesting ;)

You
Yeah

Clay
We could meet up once or call? Or just meet up at the grocery store if you like that better

You
Maybe

Clay
Do you live alone?

You
Why

Clay
Just wondering

You
I do

Clay
Nice, I'm not from here, so I'm just wandering around a little. I had to move here

You
Ah, I see

Clay
You could give me a little tour haha :)

You
Maybe

Clay
Were you born here?

You
In England, yeah.

Clay
I love the accents of British people :)

You
Thanks?

Clay
I just hate the American English, it's so boring

You
Yeah

Clay
What about calling?

You
What, when

Clay
Now?

You
I'm busy

Clay
You said you were doing nothing, silly

You
Oh

Clay
So?

You
Fine..

I threw my phone away and almost started crying. I tried so hard to scare him off, but he just kept going. Why? Why did he want to talk with me? I didn't understand. I startled when my phone rang. He was calling. Whilst shaking extremely bad, I accept the call.

'Hey, George. I play Minecraft a lot, we could play some Minecraft if you want?'

He just didn't stop.

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