michael: hi, um is luke there?
ella: who?
michael: is luke there?
ella: i'm sorry, you must have the wrong number. there's no luke here.
i had no clue who i was talking to, but it was clearly not luke. this girl's voice was so soft and calming though.
michael: fuck, i'm sorry.
ella: haha, it's okay.
michael: this has been so awkward, i'm sorry. bye.
ella: goodbye.
she said "goodbye" in the cutest way. what am i doing? i thought to myself. i didn't even bother to call luke, because he probably would end up making an excuse as to why he couldn't couldn't talk anyway. bastard.
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hi i'm really sorry that the first part is rlly shitty and super short but other parts will get longer i promise i'M SO NERVOUS ABOUT THIS STORY LIKE I'VE HAD THE IDEA FOR IT IN MY HEAD BUT IDK ok bye
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phone calls // mgc
Фанфик"i think i love you, and that kind of scares me" //**warning: includes mental illnesses + physical illnesses and self harm please do not read if it may be triggering to you (lower case intended) © 2014 horrorstorymgc
