black's pov
should i text this unknown girl and ask about her friend, billie?
for the love of god, why am i so interested with her? she isn't even my type!
...
'ugh, fuck this.' i thought, and grabbed my phone.
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imessage
black :
hey
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'why isn't she answering?'
"for fuck's sake you just sent it, you moron!" i said, and smacked my head, but immediately grimaced at the pain. "i'm gonna take a shower."
before i could even stand, my phone rang. i answered it in a new york minute, without checking the call id.
"hello?" i asked.
"who's there? i'm the only one in this room. who's speaking? is it a ghost? oH MY GOD WHO THE FU-"
holy cow! i think my eardrums won't function anymore.
"uh, hello? who's this? why did you call?" i asked, totally bewildered.
"oh my god," she muttered.
i scratched my nape, and frowned. "uh, what's wrong?"
" ... "
i moved my head away from the phone. gOODNESS GRACIOUS, STOP SHOUTING!
"UHNOTHINGOKAYBYELOVEYOU," she said, and ended the call.
what the hell? i didn't understand a thing except ... love you.
i opened my phone, and checked my recent calls, and my eyes almost popped out of their sockets!
WHAT THE FUCK.
it's the girl who has a friend named billie, which i ... like. wait, what? like? nah, are you serious, black?
so, what does this mean? that girl loves me? man, i'm sorry, but i like billie :))
wHY AM I ALWAYS SAYING I LIKE HER? I DON'T, I'M JUST- I- UH- UGH, NEVERMIND.
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