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LINDY
I quickly stopped myself from yawning when I heard a man’s voice on the other line who spoke to me with really thick accent. It was a guy with a very deep and manly voice that almost sounded as if he was sleepy or just woke up from his sleep. I don't know anyone, moreover any man, by this voice because not much men would even call me this late nor would just call me on my phone. The male's voice was deep, raspy and sort of a little bit familiar that I might have heard it somewhere before. In the first place, why would he call me this late?
"Yeah. Obviously." I answered angrily with a low voice.
I yawned for more but silently as I wait for him to say anything else.
"Well…” He trails off and his tone of voice was almost auto-erotic to listen to. “I'm most definitely sorry for that." He speaks a longer sentence and I have never heard any man’s voice this sexy.
Shit. That was hot. No doubt about it and his thick accent just makes him sound more soothing to listen to. Is he British? Or probably Australian? I know he is most definitely American and he is clearly now faking the accent. Wait, why and how on earth did my number even reach Europe or Australia? I don’t remember leaving my number in any dating sites, clearly I don’t have time for that. So how the hell is he calling me?
Now that's just awfully weird.Who is this man exactly? I asked myself mentally.
"You should be." I responded snappily.
He got quiet for a second as I wait for him to answer. I pull my phone away from my ear to check if he was still on the line and he was still there. “Hello?” I singsong.
"Wait... don't you know… me?" He asked me weirdly and sounded like I had to know him when he was the first person to call me this late.
I scoff, "Wow. What a question.” I commented sarcastically. “You're the first one who called me and you expect to know you? What do you think of me? A fortuneteller?" I'm mad now even though he has a very deep voice.
Keep talking man with a sexy voice. Dont stop now. A stupid voice in my head speaks to me.
"I mean, with my voice?” He asks which makes me more irk. “With how I speak and all? Don't you recognize me?" He asks again.
I sigh heavily, almost softly groaning a little bit. "You know what, I don’t freaking know you and I don’t know why you’re calling me this late to bug me.”
“I’m really sorry if I’m a bit of a bother. It’s just really fascinating how you don’t recognize my voice and--”“Well hate to break it to you, I have no single idea who you are.” I cut him off. “Are you really that famous for me to know who you are? Should I really know who this is just by your voice?”“Honestly, I was expecting you’d know me right away.”I chuckle softly, “Am I a psychic to you? Is this some psychic shit game we playing at 2am?" I asked sarcastically and cant help but curse."Well, I think... not." His voice softens.
We got quiet again and I'm amazed by his voice actually. It's very husky and deep. I don't know who this is but he sounds sexy to be honest. So fucking sexy. And so fucking annoying at 2AM.
"Look.” I ended the silence. “I don't know who this is but whoever you are, you need to know that it's two in the morning and I have had a long day earlier.”
“Trust me, my day was probably more tiring than yours.” I hear him commenting.
I ignore him, "Who's this anyway? Why did you call me at 2AM?” I waited for a response and he didn’t say anything so I continued, “Don't you know that people are sleeping and you’re actually ruining it?" I sort of raised my voice at him, whoever he is that’s making a goodtime call."Look babe.” Ugh, the nerve of this man calling me babe and giving me pet name as if it would change anything. “You have my phone."
I breathe heavily and mentally chanted to myself that I need to relax because it’s only going to give me pimples. I should not waste much time on people who has absolutely no plans in life but to prank call someone this late.
“Hello?” I hear him calling out.I breathe out through my parted lips, "Is this some kind of a prank call because I am literally not buying it." I arch my eyebrow at no one."As much as I want this to be a prank but it's actually not." He answers, calmly again.
I groan inwardly feeling more pissed. "Listen here buddy." I point my finger at no one as if I'm really talking to him in person. "If you have nothing else to do right now, go bother somebody else? I have a class by 7:30AM so will you please stop annoying me." I snapped at him.
"I'm not lying babe.”
“Ugh! Can you please stop calling me that?” I hissed.“You actually have my phone." He insists again."How the hell do I have your phone? I'm not a thief! And don’t you dare call me babe you dumbass." I exclaimed a little loud.
He chuckles humorlessly and breathlessly. "Technically that phone you are holding is--" The man on the line was cut off from what he was telling me when he heard me gasp. I flinched when my bedroom door suddenly swings open and I see Avery standing by my doorway looking at me angrily. I think I might have woken her up.“Av!” I called out.“Can you shut the hell up? Someone is trying to sleep!” She screams at me before slamming my bedroom door making my picture frame on the wall shake.I exhaled heavily and realized that the man on the other line has gotten silent.“I’m sorry if I’m making you sound so loud in the middle of the night.” He finally speaks.I sigh, “What is it that you really want from me?” I asked him seriously. “Look people here as fast asleep. Can you just please get this over with already?”“I have been telling you this whole time. You didn’t just believe me. I told you, you are really holding my phone right now. The one that you’re using in talking to me.”My brows creasing, “What? That does not make any sense at all.”I paused and spaced out for a bit as I try to sink in his words as he speaks to me, “Please check it.”
I slowly pulled the phone away from my ear and stared at it as what he told me. My eyes widened as soon as I thoroughly inspected it. Holy crap, it is really not mine. This phone is undeniably not mine. He was telling the truth the entire time and I have been so mean to him. No wonder the ringtone was different from earlier and the number calling me was really my number. I wasn't really hallucinating! I wasn't seeing things. Oh my gosh, how in heavens did this even happen? How the hell didn't I see it a while ago? Why didn't I even notice it? Why didn’t I even inspect it after I got it from Nando’s? I mustn't have recognized that this phone isn't mine. Now where in hell is my phone? Don’t freaking tell me he has it."Hello?” His husky voice still echoes from the other side as he calls me out.I can hear him sighing now as he continued to speak, “ Please tell me you’re still there? Oh don't hang up on me now please. I badly need to have that phone back."
I clipped my jaws back together and I pulled the phone back to my ear. I think of words on how to say to him after assuming this was a prank call. "How... H-how... did this happen?” I asked him.
“I have literally no idea because I also don’t know why you have my phone.” He answers.
My brows knitted together. “Damn. So, if we’re saying now that I have your phone then…. don’t tell me that one you are using is mine?" I exclaimed a little louder but not too loud to wake up Princess Avery who’ having her beauty sleep.
"Well….” His voice trails before he takes a quick pause. “If you're talking about this one with a picture of a hamster as your wallpaper…”
My eyes widens from eye sockets.
“Then I have your phone." He adds.
My jaws dropped.
“We swapped phones?” I gaped.8NARRATOR'S POV "How in the world did we swap phones?" Lindy exclaims over the line sounding like it was the end of the world when she does not even have any single idea how many girls would want to be in her shoes right now. Firstly, Milo Beckett called her. Secondly, she is talking to Milo Beckett. Thirdly, she swapped phones with Milo Beckett. And most importantly, she is still going to be talking more often with Milo freaking Beckett.She pulled herself out from her bed rapidly and begins to walk to and fro across her bedroom with her palm pressed against her forehead. She kept on thinking of ways on how the hell they swapped phones but she could only think about Nando’s. “Nando’s is the root of all evil.” She says over the phone making Milo laugh. “This is seriously not a funny thing to laugh about!”Milo presses his lips together as he push his hair off his forehead, “I’m sorry. It’s just that you sound...” He trailed off.“I sound what?” Lindy quickly asked snappily.“You s
9"How can I be so careless? I've never been careless! How in the world did I have his phone instead of mine? How can I be in such a bad luck?" She mumbled to herself. She groans as she lays over her bed. "Even the thought of him touching my phone makes me hate him! Even more when he calls me babe!" She pulled her blanket and placed his phone down on the drawer beside her bed and fell back to sleep. On the other hand, Milo grabbed his little notebook out and his pen since he had words that popped into his head out of nowhere that he didn’t want to forget so he wrote it down as fast as he could before it disappears.Making little conversations so long I’ve been waiting so let go of myself and feel aliveAs soon as Lindy heard her alarm clock go crazy, she hurriedly turned it off and pulled herself out from the mattress. It was already six in the morning and she realized that she hasn't had enough sleep because of her constant thoughts on her swapped phones with a male stranger. She s
10Mill: I really like how gutsy you are calling me name. Now be nice babe because it's just a button away ;) Lindy got so pissed at Mill that she didn’t want to respond anymore and ignore him. She had this whole new image of the man that got his phone. She grabbed her bag and walked out of the cafeteria feeling angry at how arrogant and maniacal Mill was. Teasing Milo was still enjoying poking fun and nasty jokes at poo Lindy who was not very much fond of it. Unlike all the other women he got used to jesting around with his nasty jokes, Lindy was not such a fan of it all.Lindy: I already told you to stop giving me pet names!! Can’t you understand English???Mill; I can call you any name I want. You're always this uptight? God Lindy. Loosen up a little. I’m just having fun.Lindy: Well I am not having fun you maniac! And how can I loosen up when I'm texting with a pervert? BTW to complete strangers, I am uptight! ”The names keep coming I see.” Milo says to himself. “Well touche, I
11"MOM!" Lindy exclaimed intentionally. "Why do you seem so frantic? Is everything alright?" "I'm really really going to kill you if I'll see you Mill." She thought to herself. "Mom? Whoa, hey babe. It's--" "I-I-I'm in the middle of the class right now, MOM." She cuts Mill off. "I am taking my physics exam." Milo laughs. "Ohh! “ She exclaims. “So you are in the middle of trouble right now? And you're acting your way out of it? You should be nominated for Grammy’s. Your acting is so smooth. I really didn't know you could act babe." Milo said while grinning, taking a bite on the banana. "Do you want my phone to get confiscated...MOM?" She mocked. Milo gapes. "Oh shit.”“Yeah, oh shit. I’m going to sent to detention later because of you!” Lindy mentally answers Milo .“Talk to you later.” Milo was quick to add. “Good luck on your acting. Please don't let my phone get confiscated or I will really send nudes." Lindy sighed. "I won't. Bye mom." Lindy hangs up. She slips her phone
12Milo sits over his chair and stares at the lyrics which he wrote down on his notebook while they were on the plane heading back to England. They were words that popped out into his head and now he’s stuck with these words and wants to put more in it.He poured himself a glass of wine as he puts his notebook down while grabbing his phone from the counter. He’s noticed that Lindy has texted yet and he has been wondering how she might look like after hearing her adorable sweet voice over the phone the first time he called her.“Let’s snoop a little. A little won’t hurt.” Milo convinces himself as he goes through Lindy’s gallery for the first time after swapping phones.He goes through a few images of Lindy’s pet dog Barker that had a collar around its neck which was a huge German Shepherd. Lindy had photos of beautiful cloud formation, sunsets from her bedroom window and photos of a few animated socks that she bought months ago. Milo smirks as he stares at the random photos on the gal
13"Nope." She said popping the letter p while she was changing the channel and decided to watch National Geographic instead.“What?!” Milo exclaims aloud which surprised Lindy. He clears his throat, “I mean, why not?”"I just don't like those guys." "Really? Why?" Mill asked her again, almost in shock to hear that she does not like them. “You must have a reason why you don’t like them. You don’t like the way they dress? Their music? Or their faces? Are they too ugly for you? Not your type? What? Why don’t you like them?”Lindy paused and found it weird to be asked by a man why she does not like Spitfire Strip. "I'm just not a fan. It has nothing to do with their clothes or faces." "Exactly why you're not a fan? I mean, most teenage girls like you are suppose to be crazy about them. They’re like the biggest band of all time!" Milo stands from his couch and walks to and fro waiting for her response. Lindy laughs humorlessly. "Just because I'm a teenager doesn't mean I need to be fan
14“Lucius , can I ask you something?” Milo asks.“Of course, what’s up man?”“How do you… How do you try to befriend a woman who got mad at you for your jokes?”Lucius looks back at me with furrowed brows, “Was it personal jokes?”Milo shakes his head, “No, it’s nothing like that.”“Bloody hell was it your dirty joke again?” Lucius chimes.“No!” Milo insists but Lucius had already figured out a lie.“Ah, ah, ah.” Lucius runs moves his forefinger in front of Milo’s face. “You cannot lie to me. You told a woman a dirty joke and she got pissed at you, didn’t she?” Lucius smiles evilly.Milo rolls his eyes while Lucius laughs. “I knew it!”“Can you just tell me how to befriend a woman please?” Milo sounded pissed and demanding for an answer. “I mean you’re good in patching things up with Sophia.” “I send her flowers. Sweet talk to her. Blast her phones with calls and messages until she talks to me. Stuff like that.” Lucius answers honestly. “Wait, is this for your new lady bug?”“Luciu
15"You know, you are really good at doing that. You could've been a psychologist, Luce." Milo told him sarcastically while rolling his eyes."Oh no Mill, it's just that you're so easy to figure out." Jasper answered with a smile on his face, “And didn’t you ask Lucius about love advice earlier for women problems?”Jasper and Lucius fist bumped each other.“I am never asking you two for anything.” Milo says.They walked inside the backstage of a studio and saw Rowan and Silas sitting down on the couch."Are you boys ready for this interview?" Lou asked while placing her bags on the table."We're always ready for interviews Lou." Silas answered."Hey Lou, could you do my hair first? I really need to give Perrie a call in thirty since she's doing a recording right now." Rowan pleaded while standing from the couch."Sure thing love. C'mon here lets get started." Lou said.Caroline Watson, their stylist, got inside and pulled along some racks of clothes while entering. "Boys we need to s