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(Gustavs pov)

I was walking home just thinking about how y/n doesn't want me to stop writing to her.
God she's so cute.
I don't know what I would do without her.

I made my way to my room.
Dropped my things on the floor and laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling just thinking about her.
Suddenly my phone buzzes, interrupting my thoughts.
I open the message.

Texts :

DUDE MY FRIEND JUST
TOLD ME SOME GIRL
IN MY HISTORY CLASS
HAS A CRUSH ON YOU!!!

What's her name?

Idk but she kinda looks
like that one girl you
went on a date with!

Y/n?

Ye man she looks just like
her but better!!

Respectfully I'm gonna
have to decline her

DUDE THIS GIRL IS
HOT THO!!😮‍💨

I have my eyes set on
y/n :)

Whatever man🙄

• end •

I don't care if some random girl has a crush on me, y/n is the girl for me.
But if y/n is the girl for me that means I shouldn't stop writing to her, right?
yeah...

I get up and grab some paper and a pen.

~ 15 minutes later ~

Ugh!
I crumbled the paper into a ball and threw it in the trash.
I can't think of what to write.
I open my phone and scroll on social media.
Not even a minute in I get a text from an unknown number.

Message:
Hey Gustav it's Hailey :)

Who the hell is Hailey?!
And how did she get my number?!

Texts :

How did you get my
number?

Tom gave it to me I hope
you don't find that weird

It's okay ig
Did you need anything?

I was just wondering if you
wanted to hang out with
me after school tomorrow?

Can I bring my friends?

I wanted it to just be us..

Sorry I don't think I can maybe next time

Yea next time for sure :)

K bye

Bye :)

• end •

Why the fuck whould Tom give my number to some girl who I don't know?!
Fucking idiot.

I put my phone down and try to think of what to write.

~ The Next Day ~

(y/n's pov)

I woke up and felt that my hand feels much better.
I start to get ready but felt the sudden urge to text Gustav.
I grabbed my phone, hesitating to text him.
I think about texting him, but I just throw my phone on the bed and continue to get ready.

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