A Boyfriend Like Him

Pumpkin Boo

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Chapter Fifty-Three
-Pumpkin Boo-

When I got back to the gym after my morning break, the rest of Sunday just seemed to drag on, pulling me closer and closer to the very real option that death would be better than sitting at that reception desk for one more moment. With no phone and limited internet access on the gym's computer, everyone apparently had better things to do than come by and say hi. Compared to yesterday and even the start I got this morning, it was like the apocalypse had happened and I was the only survivor, along with a few random people that came for a workout. As you do, during an apocalypse.

It took me literally three seconds to close up the gym and get the hell out of there when the time came. It was more exhausting not doing anything for that many hours, than it was dealing with rushes of people and Taylor and Kathy and stalkers. Dragging myself back to my room, I had my heart set on cup 'o' noodles and bed. When I got to the door, however, someone else had different plans for me. Hanging from the door knob was a small gift bag. Taking it into my room, I dumped my school work and bag on the bed and opened the small card that was attached to the bag.

'I owe you one of both.'

That was all it said with a mobile number underneath it randomly and the abrupt manly script gave me the impression it was probably from Taylor. Opening the bag and peering into it, I frowned in confusion. Black lace seemed to be wrapped around a white box. Not like a jewellery box, it was too big for that. Grabbing the lace first, I pulled it out and held it up. Blushing when I realised what it was. Yup, this was definitely from Taylor. Throwing the underwear on the bed, I reached into the bag again and found myself with an iPhone box sitting in my palm. Rolling my eyes at Taylors gestures, I threw the phone on the bed too and changed into my pyjamas as the kettle boiled.

Knowing to get to Taylor at this time of night without leaving my room I had to use the phone, I set it up quickly. Hoping the number he'd given me was actually his, I typed a quick message to him.

'Underwear?'

'You want a picture of me in my underwear?'

I smirked at the phone, looking at his reply.

'I guess I do need a new background picture for my brand new phone.'

I bit my lip as I watched the three dots rhythmically flash as he wrote his reply. When the reply came, I burst into laughter without being able to help it. He'd sent me a picture of Seth Rogen spread out on a motorcycle, shirtless. I typed out my reply quickly.

'You've put on a little weight.'

'I'm insulted. Pic for pic. I'm happy to make sure those panties fit juuuust right.'

I did a quick Google search and found a bulldog in a bra and underwear and sent him that. If I wasn't getting him in all his glory, he wasn't getting anything from me. His reply came quickly.

'Hey you already have a bra that matches them. Excellent.'

Smart ass.

'More seriously, you needed to replace my whole phone?'

'Yeah, you left it too long to dry it out. It's all good, it was under warranty.'

'It was?'

'Yeah, my mate made sure of it ;)'

'Thank you'

'Anything for you, Sugar.'