Page 27 of Taken Online

I didn’t even know him, probably never would, but Iknewif I sent something, he’d reply.

But I couldn’t. So I did the only thing I could.

Asher:Hey. It’s Asher.

It only took a minute. He responded immediately.

And yeah, maybe I got a little giddy seeing how fast he replied.

Felt like a fire lit inside me.

What a loser. Just waiting by his phone?

God… is he secretly a pervert, just dying for me to message him?

Pathetic.

Still, I was lying on my stomach, kicking my feet like some teenage girl because his reply made me feel something.

Kaleb:Hello, Asher. How can I help you?

Lame. So lame.

Asher:You gave me your number.

He was typing. I could see the dots. That weird rush came again.

Blake:Yes, I did. Professional help, remember? So, how can I assist you?

I didn’t want to end the convo. I wanted to talk to him.

Tosomeonewho understood me. Even a little.

Didn’t know what to say, though.

"Hey, Doctor, I’m a loser with no friends. Please chat with me?"

No thanks. Fuck that.

Asher:Nevermind. False alarm.

I typed it. Stared at it.

Deleted it.

I should be honest, right? For once?

Asher:I feel lonely. Without… my boyfriend.

There. Pathetic. Honest. Whatever.

Blake:I’m in the middle of a housewarming party, so I can’t text you.

Oh.

I deflated immediately.

Jesus, of course he had a life. What the hell was I expecting?

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