Episode - 06

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Inside my home

Pooh's pov ( point of view ) :

It had been almost a week since he had called me for the first time and so far he had called me every day since then but more importantly he always told me how much he loved me , when we talk with eachother for last time and I cut the call I genuinely received so much msg almost 50 texts asking if I was ignoring him and if I was okay

  but I choose to ignore and now I don't feel good about it god what just happened to me aaaaaaa


nut , top and pon three of them are enjoying thier life with thier's family and I'm fine with that but  they had called me every day to make sure everything was okay I'm fine or not

so many day's passed even no crazy things had happened from him even not only the texts and calls from him

I couldn't help but imagine him , his face , his voice

I knew by this point I had watched too many movies and had too many daddy issues to not be slightly interested

But at the same time , this wasn't fiction. this wasn't just a situation I need to think about it

I deeply sighed and turned on my tv , I grabbed milk and I sit down on my sofa . pulling the blanket over my legs

I start to watching some cartoon so I can feel fine about myself

suddenly

my phone notification come out and I glanced down to see my phone screen

and

It was only my bestfriends group msg a message in all caps that read

" listen me guy's we feel so much boring now haha "

I smiled with that and I had started it

I just sent a smiley 😂 face emoji after I read that msg in return and turned my phone off

" what are we watching baby "

I jumped and spun around so fast I knocked my phone halfway across the room.

right behind the sofa sitting a man who wear a thick black leather jacket and black jeans and a cap and his hands resting and inch from where I had been sitting moments before and looking at me so lovingly

I don't know but he fell like so much  familiar yet he was a complete stranger to me. His black hair was short but fell over his face , his skin toned look like angel and his eye's ......... god

they seemed to pierce into me starting right through my eyes and I knew somehow that I had seen those eyes before somewhere

so I asked him without any second thoughts

wait what  the fuck are you doing here ?can I know that !!

It was dumb question to him even so I'm alone in this house now at midnight also it was the only thing I could think of to ask him lol

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