Jay POV
I hated Keifer.
I really did.
Okay.
Maybe not hated.
But definitely something close.
😭
Because it was currently 11:37 PM.
I was in my room.
In bed.
Staring at the ceiling.
And thinking about him.
Specifically...
A certain moment in a certain car.
A certain very annoying boy.
And a certain kiss.
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I immediately buried my face in my pillow.
"WHY."
The pillow didn't answer.
Traitor.
I rolled onto my back.
Then onto my stomach.
Then back again.
Nothing worked.
Every time I closed my eyes...
I remembered it.
The way he looked at me.
The way he smiled.
The fact that Ci-n had ruined everything.
😭
Actually.
Maybe I hated Ci-n.
Not Keifer.
That sounded more accurate.
Suddenly...
My phone buzzed.
📱
I froze.
Then immediately grabbed it.
Not because I was waiting for a message.
Definitely not.
Absolutely not.
Shut up.
😭
The sender appeared on the screen.
Keifer 🐺
My heart immediately betrayed me.
I opened the message.
And nearly dropped my phone.
Good night, wifey ❤️
...
...
...
WHAT?!
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I sat up so fast I nearly fell off the bed.
My face instantly became hot.
Very hot.
Dangerously hot.
"HE DID NOT."
I read it again.
Good night, wifey ❤️
Still there.
Still illegal.
Still annoying.
😭
I immediately started typing.
You're dead.
Delete.
Too aggressive.
What's wrong with you?
Delete.
Too honest.
Go to sleep.
Delete.
Too boring.
I groaned.
Why was texting harder than exams?
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Before I could decide...
Another message appeared.
Still staring at the message?
I froze.
Slowly.
Very slowly.
I looked around my room.
As if he could somehow see me.
Which honestly wouldn't surprise me anymore.
😭
I typed back.
No.
His reply arrived immediately.
Liar.
I stared.
Then typed.
Sleep.
You first.
No.
Exactly.
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I threw my phone onto the bed.
Then immediately grabbed it again.
Because what if he texted?
Which was ridiculous.
Absolutely ridiculous.
The phone buzzed again.
Of course it did.
You know...
What?
You looked cute when you were embarrassed.
I nearly died.
Right there.
Instantly.
Gone.
Finished.
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Good night.
I typed.
Good night, wifey.
Stop calling me that.
No.
Why?
Three dots appeared.
Then disappeared.
Then appeared again.
Finally his message came.
Because I like seeing you panic.
I gasped.
Actually gasped.
The audacity.
The disrespect.
The confidence.
😭
I typed one final message.
Good night, idiot.
A few seconds passed.
Then his reply came.
Good night, future problem. ❤️
I stared at the screen.
Then buried my face in my pillow again.
Because for the second time that night...
I had absolutely no idea how to deal with Mark Keifer Watson.
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End Chapter 📱💖😂🌙
And somewhere across the city...
Keifer was lying in bed grinning like an idiot at his phone.
While Keagan walked past his room, saw the smile, and immediately said:
"Ew...love."
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