"If they miss you, they'll call. If they want you, they'll say it. If they care, they'll show it. And if not, they are not worth your time"
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.There was no contact yet I couldn't wait to meet him up , I'm so in love. After some days of me calling him up, yet no replies, I return to his town for my twelve standard final exam .
I tried to inform him I'm already in his town and to meet up, I was super excited. Yet I got nothing heard from his side, but still I loved him so much to even think that he might be ignoring me.
It's been 3 weeks . I stood up to tell my girlfriends. They forced me to call him in different numbers to clarify in what kind of relationship he and I were in. They said I needed an answer , hesitantly I called him in my friend's number.
To my surprise, he picked up. I am 100% sure, it was his sweet voice which I have been wanting and waiting to hear for three weeks . His phone is in his hand , he picked. So, I decided to call in my own number. I dialled twice, not picked. I was little confused.
I forced myself to call him one more time, this time, a girl picked up.
"Is this Bina?" Asked the girl through phone.
"It is me" I answered.
"Abe doesn't use this contact number anymore" The girl told me.
"Ok, would you please inform him that I'm already in the town?"
I wanted to ask for his whereabouts, how had he been . I couldn't ask for his new contact number.
He made me pondered and I questioned myself. Until then, I never thought he ignored me the whole time I had overseen things .
My friends didn't left me, they suggested an idea, knowing that he still use the same contact number and asked me to text him.
Then I agreed.
" Did you find a new person?, if you do please tell me I'll never disturb you again".
I texted him.There still came no reply.
Me and my friends departed to our own houses.
The daylight was turning into evening, I had my dinner, eagerly waiting for his reply.
I went to my room opened my books to study , arranged my tables, I heard my phone beep, how happy was I, so quickly I grabbed my phone, it was from his contact number.
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Non-FictionThe story is about a real teen love story of my older sister. Sequel: After attempting many times by calling him, he switched off his phone. I was very much confused. Then, Apong came out with an idea "Bina, why don't you try texting him?" Apong...