"You and I, we weren't written in the stars, but constellations are sewing themselves together because we were meant to be." A Saving Elliot One-Shot

[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a clue of who he used to be. Voicemails sent to him from a girl called Ari might have the answers to his questions. A story told through voicemails.

"What do you want, Ryder?" I asked, crossing my arms in an indignant manner. Lia just stood beside me, spectating the situation. "How was London?" Shut the front door, did he just say London?! Does he remember me? Nah, of course he doesn't. He is way too arrogant to realise that his ex-best friend was standing right in front of him. (AN : I do not own any pictures used in this story. All rights of the images go to their owners)