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"that's why i fucked your fat girlfriend you fucking nerd" i sang as i looked down at my phone, payton looking at me with a small smile on his face

"good morning to you to reese" he lightly laughed

"morning payton" i smiled, i walked over to my desk and sat down, i placed my feet on the table and carried on looking down at payton on my phone

payton, payton is my best friend

well kinda, it's a long distance friendship

"how are you?" he asked, his phone was leaned against his bedroom wall and he was laid back looking up at his ceiling

"i'm tired and hungry but i'm okay" i replied

"when are you not" he chuckled

"true" i mumbled

"what about you, how are you?" i asked

"busy, tired" he nodded

"busy? you want me to ring you later?" i replied

"no you're good, i can speak to you and do whatever i got to do" he said

"sucks, i really don't want to speak to you today" i teased, he straight away looked over at me and gave me a hurt look

"and to think i was going to play you the new song i'm working on" he said shaking his head

"what makes you think i wanted to listen to it anyway?" i asked

"maybe the fact you are litreally my biggest fan?" he said

"and what makes you think i'm your biggest fan?" i questioned

"the fact that you own every single piece of merch i've ever dropped, you stay up to listen to my songs once they've been released, ruining your sleeping pattern even though you've already heard them, you're always first like on litreally anything i post, you're instagram bio literally says 'verified payton moormeier fan page' and reese i can keep going" he replied

"yeh well dumbass i'm your best friend of course i'm going to be your biggest fan" i said

"actually no i take it back, you're not my biggest fan" he smirked

"w-what do you mean?" i asked, i was litreally his biggest fan, no one can take that spot away from me

"if you were my biggest fan you would have met me by now" he smirked

"five years we've been friends for reese and yet i've never seen your bitch face in person" he said

"how do i know you're not a catfish?" he asked

"because we're on facetime dickhead" i replied

"yeh but are you who you say you are?" he said

"no my real names james and i'm a seventy three year old pedophile" i sarcastically said

"knew it" he said shaking his head

"dumbass" i mumbled

"so james, when are you coming to see me" he replied

"why do i have to come see you why can't you come see me" i questioned

"because you live in new york" he answered

"and?" i asked

"i don't want to go to new york" he simply said, fair point, new york is horrible

"right okay makes sense" i nodded

"but why would i want to come to north carolina" i said

"because i'm here" he replied

"why would that make me want to go?" i asked

"bitch" he mumbled

"mhm i guess" i shrugged, he let out a small laugh and rolled over so he was now facing the phone

"my hoodie?" he asked, i looked down and a smile made its way onto my face

"mhm" i said

"see if you came out here i could give you all my hoodies" he replied

"i'm good with just this one and the other one" i nodded, about like two months ago i ranted to payton about how i wanted a boyfriend because i was fed up of stealing my brothers hoodies, we both knew i wasn't getting a boyfriend anytime soon so he sent me two of his, it made me cry, a lot but he doesn't know that

"if you wanted to see my so bad pay, you'd come to me" i replied

"alright soon, let me do what i got to do and i'll be there" he said

"i will hold that against you" i said

"okay" he smiled

"anyway" he clapped

"i need to shower and you need to eat so i'll ring you back in like half hour" he added

"i can eat while on facetime" i said

"yeh but i can't shower on facetime can i" he questioned

"i mean you can" i replied, a smirk on my face

"yep bye reese" he laughed

"bye bitch, ring me when you're out" i said

"will do, love youuuu" he said

"love you too, bye" i replied, he hung the phone up and i straight away let out a sigh, i grabbed my phone and made my way out of my bedroom and into the kitchen

me and my sister finley lived in a small new york city apartment so the kitchen was right next to my bedroom

"finally you're awake" finley said as i let out a yawn

"i've been up for a while, i was speaking to payton" i replied, she gave me a nod and looked down at the fruit she was cutting up

"want some?" she asked

"sure" i replied

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