error → final book in the 'texting' series

four.

I open the notebook, skipping past the few pages there are of messy hand writing and flip to a clean page. The used to be white paper, is now a light yellowish color, showing that ive had it for a while. I excuse this and grab the nearest writing utensil and start to write down my thoughts.

Ashton. It's always Ashton. That's the only person that comes to mind. I can't get him out of my head. It's been 8 months and I can't get him out of my head. We're supposed to be together right now, watching the sunset and maybe even waiting for the stars to show themselves. I miss him. I miss him warm embrace, I miss his soft touch, I miss his laugh, I miss his dumb jokes, I miss him. He's the most important person in my life and I can't even speak to him. He's moved to the states, how am I supposed to see him? I can't even see him walking down the street anymore. He's moved on, he probably doesn't even think of me anymore. Which hurts, yeah, but I think I can move on. No, I know I can move on.

Just not today.

- luke

//

"Hi."

"I almost forgot the sound of your voice."

The line is quiet for a while, no one dares to speak.

"I want you to forgive me." I finally say, the eery feeling in the pit of my stomach only increasing.

"I can't."

"Michael, I miss you. So much. Do you know how guilty I feel? I can't sleep, I can barely eat. I miss you, Michael, please-"

"Stop! Just stop! I'm never going to forgive you, Calum, don't you get that? You slept with my best friend! That's not something that you can just fix."

"If you just let me explain-"

"Bye, Calum."

The line goes dead, and I swear, my heart hurts more than it did before he called.