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where a girl meant to text some guy she met but ends up texting the shawn mendes. does she believe him? does he even tell her it's him?
taylor bay, a 17 year girl was given the wrong number by a guy she met at time hortons. wha...
peter: it's fine, you didn't wake me i was already up.
me: anywayyyyyys imma go cry bc i can't see him ever.
peter: awe don't cry :(
me: tooooo late gtg
peter: nooo
peter: taylorrrrrr
peter: come back :(
peter: wait aren't you at school?
peter: i'll text you later <3
~hours later~
peter: it's been like 6 hours since you've replied..
peter: is everything okay?
peter: i hope everything is okay...
me: i'm here
me: everything is fine i just got in trouble and got detention for being on my phone in english class.
me: the teacher read our texts messages out loud
me: do you know how fucking embarrassing that was?
peter: i always tell you not to text while in class and you don't listen smh
peter: and no swearing
me: what are you my father? geez
me: youuuuu we're worried weren't you?
me: youuuu care about meee
peter: whaaaat no I don't what are you talking about?
me: mhmmm sureeeee
peter: shut up
peter: stop being a bully
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@/shawnmendes: I do care. ~~~
me: i'm not a bully you are
peter: no i'm not
peter: anywayssss
peter: I still don't know how you look. send me a picture of you.
me: uM no i'm ugly i'm looking like a trash can
peter: I doubt that now send me a picture
me: ugh fine
me:
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peter: woah
peter: holy shit
me: I know, i'm ugly.
peter: no you're not, you are far from that. you're beautiful.
me: stop lying to me just to make me feel better about myself
me: anyways your turn, send me a picture of you
I sat there waiting for a reply but didn't get one. I sigh getting off my bed and going downstairs. I walk into the kitchen seeing my parents "hey." I mumble grabbing a bag of chips.
"hey sweetie, your father and I are going on another business trip, we leave tonight." I nod not caring. They were always going on business trips so they were barely home.
"hey mom...?" I question looking at her after chewing the piece food I had in my mouth. she looks up from her phone after replying with 'yeah?'
"do you think maybe you can get me tickets to shawn mendes' concert...?" I question looking at her with hope. "I really want to go." I quickly add in.
"I'll think about." she replies. I nod and grab a can of soda out of the fridge. "well i'll be in my room." I tel her going upstairs with the bag of chips and can of soda.
I go upstairs into my room plopping down on my bed after putting the can of sprite on the side table that's next to my bed.
I grab my phone and go straight to my text messages seeing he replied.
peter: um I'm not ready to show myself...
peter: please don't hate me.
peter: i'll show you when the time is right.
me: okay...
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heyyy hope y'all enjoyed this chapter it's boring ik
