36 / / ❝i'm just testing my latest collection of pickup lines.❞

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[ Leila calls Trevor to tell him the news. ]

      

Trevor? Hello?

      

On the scale of one to ten, you're a nine and I'm the one that you need.

      

What?

      

There's a side view, a rear view, and what else? Oh, wait, I know! I loview.

      

What the hell are you saying, Trevor?

      

Are you sitting on an F5 key? 'Cause that ass is refreshing, mami!

      

You sound just like Sebastian now. And, yes, my ass is refreshing for his three-inch elephant trunk.

      

Leila, there's still time to defenestrate that deal out of the window.

      

Defene—what?

      

I learned that in Confessions From An Asian Boy on Wattpad. It's another word for throwing someone out of the window.

  

Okay . . .

       

[ Don't mind me, I'm just vacuuming the remnants of the ruined fourth wall now. ]

 

Anyways, I have something to tell you.

      

What?

      

One of my managers won four Shawn Mendes tickets for tomorrow's concert—

      

OH SHIT, ARE YOU LEGIT?

      

Trevor, why would I lie?

      

I FREAKING TRIED TO CALL IN FOR THE CONTEST BUT THIS GIRL WITH A WEIRD ASS VOICE GOT THE SPOT AND I WAS OUTRAAAAAAAGED!

      

That's Manisha and don't tell me you're a fan—

      
BRO, SHAWN MENDES IS LIFE! HE'S LIKE MY CELEBRITY GAY CRUSH OR SOMETHING.

      

Um . . .

      

But don't worry, you're still the queen of my heart. Leila, the ruler of Trevor-lei-ndia!

      

What the hell is even Trevorlandia?

      

It's a paradise of kinky romance and overused pickup lines built exclusively for the one and only, Leila . . . hrm . . .

      

Leila González.

      

[ I can't believe she waited for 36 chapters to tell him her real name. What a disgrace! ]

  

Narrator, please! Not now.

      

You're Spanish?

      

Duh, and you. . . . Tú eres puro chantaje.

      

Pardon?

      

Ugh, never mind. By the way, two of my managers and I are going and they want to bring you along.

      

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYY!

      

You sound like those ten-year-old fangirls now.

      

But I know I can treat you better than he can.

      

Okay, bye.

      

Wait, baby—

      

[ Leila hangs up on him, grinning to herself. He's such a cutie, you know. Admit it: Trevor is sweet like cotton candy, right? ]

      

Wait, he just called me baby. . . .

      

[ A faint pink blush appears on her cheeks. ]

       

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