you just needed help with paying for college.
alex just wanted someone to take care of and to fuck.
a website can fix that.
at first, you only want one thing from each other, but what happens when strings are attached and the two of you can't let go...
"so let me get this straight. this complete stranger is just gonna but a house in (your country) and wants you to live with him?" amy asked, looking at some clothes from the rack.
you shrugged,
"i know it sounds sketchy, but after sending me $25,000 and an iphone, i can't help but believe him," you say, looking at a pair of jeans,
"you can always just stay with us this summer," amy says putting the shirt over herself to see if it fits because she actually hates trying on clothes,
"it's not like we don't have enough room,"
you shook your head,
"your dad hates me,"
"he does not hate you!"
"whatever, i'm pretty sure alex already bought the house anyway,"
"well if he turns out to be someone he's not, don't say i didn't warn you,"
alex t: hi darling
(y/u): i swear you get even more cringey every time we talk
alex t: so you're in that kind of mood
alex t: can we call?
(y/u): like over the phone?
alex t: what other kind of call is there? yes
(y/u): oh ok
alex t: i bet your voice sounds sweet and cute like your ass
you blushed dark red, typing in your number. after about 30 seconds, you saw a call from a british number,
"h-hello?" you asked, silently cursing yourself for the stutter,
"is that you? your voice is cute!"
"shut up... no it isn't!"
he had a thick northen accent, he probably lived in sheffield or yorkshire, something like that. you found it quite attractive.
things are so much easier when you're texting. but when you're over the phone, you don't have a full minute to think about what you're going to say. you basically have to be you,
"what are you doing?" he asked,
"laying on my bed...?"
"and?" he prompted,
"talking to you?"
"and?"
"i'm not doing anything else!"
"damn," he sighed,
"i was hoping you'd say something naughty. my darling is too vanilla,"
"i'm not giving you phone sex!" you blushed,
"at least moan my name?" he begged,
"no!"
you could feel your face turn red,
"c'mon," he said, lowering his voice a bit,
"will it make you leave me alone?" you asked,
"h-how am i supposed to moan? like this? aalleeeex!"
he went silent on the other line,
"hello?" you asked,
"you better not be touching yourself right now!"
"i'll call you back, darling," he groaned, hanging up.
you felt your face return to it's normal colour. did you seriously just do that?
oh well, i better just get used to it.
a/n -
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