010-000-0990- are you enjoying yourself?
010-000-0990- do you have anything planned for later?
Me- who is this?
010-000-0990- an admirer, you look so beautiful tonight
Me- fuckin creep, I'm blocking this number
As I blocked it another one came through.
020-001-1000- i can do this all night
"020-001-1000- u know that better than anyone else
Blocked.
002-700-0120- Mia?
002-700-0120- I was just joking, I'm not trying to be creepy
002-700-0120- just talk to me
002-700-0120- please
Me- I don't even know who you are
002-700-0120- yes you do
002-700-0120- I'll give you a hint
002-700-0120- we used to date
002-700-0120- we got an apartment together
As a chill ran down my down I stared at the words waiting for them to change and say something else. But they didn't.
002-700-0120- Do you need another hint?
Me- no
002-700-0120- who am I?
Me- Dylan
002-700-0120- miss me? I've been missing you
Me- no
As the dots danced I waited for a reply just as the bathroom door creaked so loud it caused me to cringe. Slow foot steps entered the bathroom and my stomach tightened as I looked at the sneakers belonging to a man underneath my stall.
" Mia" Dylan's deep voice echoed off of the walls just as he let out a defeated sounded sigh.
" I know you're in here"
I didn't make a sound as I watched him stay in one place.
"I promise this isn't some kind of trick, I just want to talk to you"
My heart thumped heavily in my chest as contemplated on what to do. I couldn't hide in here forever but Dylan was blocking the only way out. Cursing to myself I stood up, clutching my purse I kept one hand inside with my hand tight around the grip. Stepping out of the stall I stared back at him. A black sweater with a lime green stripe contrasted delightfully against his tan skin while adoring his broad shoulders, defined chest and arms. A pair of acid washed gray skinny jeans complimented his long legs and he flaunted his wealth with a custom pair of black and white Yeezys. His large hands cupped around the other as he fidgeted nervously with his eyes tracing the curves of my body.
Dad was right, too comfortable indeed.
" Wow, I mean I seen you earlier" he chuckled softly. " But wow, sheesh I don't know if I should hate your date or be glad I'm not him"
" What the hell are you doing Dylan?"
With a taken back expression Dylan began to look confused as he finally took notice of my hand in my purse.
DU LIEST GERADE
(Unhinged) - Book 2 Of DyverCity
Jugendliteratur⚠️ Warning!!⚠️ ⚠️ Contains mature content such as smut, violence, language and drug use⚠️ 18+ recommended Death is real, no one is safe and the prettiest girls have the darkest secrets. While the nicest guys have the coldest hearts.
63- Happy Birthday -Part Two
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