“then, make sure you save my number. i’ll see you again…”
beep beep beep beep
the familiar sound of my alarm ringing woke me up from my coma with a gasp. lifelessly staring at the ceiling in order to reflect on the events that occurred the night before, once again. the panic from hearing a stranger who believed we were dating led to my usual routine of attempting to avoid my problems by forcing myself to sleep and leaving my future self to deal with it.
great.
i reached for my phone to turn my alarm off that had been ringing nonstop while i was wallowing in shame. i scrolled through my notifications and stared at the string of apologies in the texts from my friend that were sent that night. as i prepared to throw my phone across the room from irritation my eyes caught a glimpse of another notification. a text from an unknown number with nothing but a good night followed by my name.
“i’ll send you a message when i get home. don’t forget to reply.”
the memory of his words echoed through my head as i stared at the screen. stiffening from the memories, i attempted to compose myself by sitting upright on my bed in order to think.
how do i explain to him that it was all just a dare and we aren’t actually dating like he thinks we are?
i clicked on the notification, opening the empty conversation as i thought about what to say. how i was going to tell this stranger that i lied about liking him so that i wouldn’t fail a class because, it was dare from my friend, so we technically aren’t actually dating?
wow, i sound like a piece of shit.
maybe i should just pretend to date him? i mean, it’s not like i wouldn’t.. he was attractive in all honesty, but i don’t even know what kind of guy he is? what if he’s a creep?
i began to think as i reconsidered my options, until i remembered a fatal mistake.
he knows my name, which means he knows me..
..actually, maybe not?
now that i think about it, he could have just seen my contact name when he stole my friend’s phone.
should i just block him then?
i stared at my screen and thought of my options. honestly, i might just block him and act like it never happened. it’s not likely he actually knows me anyway.
ping!
ping!
“good morning.”
“did you save my number like i asked?”
yeah, this guy sounds scary as hell, i’m blocking him.
before blocking him, i decided to reply to his message in order to find some closure.
“i’m sorry, i made a mistake. let’s break up.”
after sending the message i quickly clicked on his contact so that i could block him before he could get the chance to respond.
block number? cancel
ping!
block number? cancel
the sound and vibration of the notification startled me, making my finger hit the button when i flinched slightly. i stared at the notification with wide eyes.
“no”
i threw my phone onto my bed out of instinct as i bolted out of my room. yeah, that was the right choice. catching my breath, i glanced at my surroundings until my eyes landed on the time displayed on my clock. i’m gonna be late! my eyes widened as i began to dart around my house, forgetting my prior worries.
attempting to get ready for my class with the limited amount of time i had after spending most of it on rethinking my actions, i left my phone on my bed, oblivious to the slurry of notifications from a familiar contact.
ping!
ping!
ping!
“OMG DUDE”
“YOU WONT BELIEVE THIS LMAO”
“YOUR BOYFRIEND IS IN OUR CLASS”
part 1 is here!
part 2 is here!
part 4 is here!
taglist:
@ysvanielle @sunaily @vivian-555 @illu-fu