voicemail

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TW swearing, mentions of alcohol, mentions of nausea and headaches

oh god
will was sitting by his bathroom door. he didn't get any sleep at all, he kept getting nauseous throughout the night. he was scrolling on his phone through instagram, twitter, just about anything to keep his mind of the headaches why did he have to get that fucking drunk he thought to himself.

as he was scrolling through twitter he saw something that threw him off quite a bit, he saw some pictures of him that were took by fans before but nothing to crazy and it didn't happen quite often. but ever since ycgma was released he saw more and more pictures like this, and he wasn't even remotely happy about any of this. he felt a bit invaded in a way

the picture he came across was a picture of him on the sidewalk walking next to evelyn, visibly drunk.
the tweet was and allegation that him and evelyn were dating. which made will uncomfortable, he wasn't coping with all this sudden recognition very well and that might just be why he was so hung over right now

he didn't remember a single thing apart from throwing up on the side walk and evelyn helping him get to his place, from then on. blank.
he checked the time to see if it was an appropriate time to phone some of his mates to ask what the fuck happened last night

after making sure, he phoned james. who, luckily, answered almost immediately " hey wilb " james voice was loud and joyful as always, teasing wilbur "hey jame" will replied, resting his face in the palm of his hand, holding his phone in the other. this made his voice a bit muffled and less clear " mate, are you okay?" james asked, this time slightly more serious than before. will exhaled deeply before replying "i feel so fucking sick and my head is actually spinning" to this, james chuckled "dickhead its not funny, i feel like im dying"

"will you are just hungover" james chuckled "yeah, but what happened last night?" will mumbled " you tell me! you told us you were going to the bathroom and the next thing we did was have to drag you out of the staff room, after that we went our separate ways. evelyn walked you home, i mean she tried, poor girl" james joked

"oh god why didn't you guys help her, i mean, me!" will whined " it was like 2 am and plus evelyn reassured us that she would be fine on her own!" james quickly defended himself " whatever prick" will said jokingly before hanging up and planted his face in both of his palms. why did she do that for him

he figured he would call evelyn to thank her for everything she did. after opening his chat with evelyn, he saw the message he sent earlier that morning "oh god" will rubbed his eyes to help them adjust to the brightness of the screen. evelyn left him on read, will would have probably done the same if somebody sent him a bearly readable message at 2:35 in the morning

he went to call her, no answer. maybe she didn't hear it, no answer once again. okay one last time just to clarify, nothing. okay, one last time and thats it. it went straight to voicemail mail. this time instead of immediately hanging up, he sat and listened to the voicemail

hey its ev! sorry you couldn't reach me, leave a message!

her soft bubbly voice heard through the speaker, will could sit there and listen to it all day. even though evelyn was just his friend. a very close friend of his. the two got close incredibly quick . after 4 failed attempts at calling his best friend, will sighed and gave up

he considered evelyn to be his best friend, and maybe that was absurd. considering the two only knew each other for a little over a month, will felt comfortable and safe with the girl and he could only hope she felt the same. wilbur got up, walking over to his kitchen to get something to eat. as he opened up his fridge full of energy drinks and leftovers from deliveries and such, there was a chicken alfredo that evelyn brought over at one hangout.

he smiled at the sight of something that was actual food he could enjoy, his taste buds not being the strongest. after opening the clear plastic container and munching on its contents. he rolled back to bed to get some much needed rest, this time he successfully drifted off to sleep

***

"oh my god pick up" evelyn was sitting in her living room, swishing her coffee in one hand and holding her phone in the other. seeing 4 missed calls from her hungover friend wasn't exactly what she wanted to see at a monday morning, not that will was a burden to her or anything like that, its just that it made her worry, even more that she should've had.

after he didn't pick up, she phoned the next person that came to mind " hey ev! whats up" elodie answered, evelyn thought about her voice, it was so energetic and sounded like she had a full nights sleep "hey el, sorry to bother but did you by chance hear from will?" evelyn asked in a raspy tone, still sleepy "sorry ev, i haven't" elodies tone shifted from joyful to serious quickly " do you maybe know why he isn't answering his phone" evelyn asked in a concerned voice, elodie paused for a bit then took a deep breath "can i come over? i think its best if i tell you this in person"

WRITERS NOTES
OKAY OKAY IM SORRY FOR THESE SHORTER CHAPTERS BUT I JUST THINK ITS THE BEST POINT TO END ONE CHAPTER BUT I HOPE THIS DOESNT ANNOY YOU

anyways the story is slowly making its way so yeah !! stay tuned for that and THANKS FOR READING AND STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT CHAPTERS :D

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