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LINDY'S POV 

I was panting when I finally reached outside Nando’s and I honestly do not know how to tell my mom and dad that I lost my phone. I’ll be seriously grounded. I paused and took some deep breaths when suddenly this white van that was who was leaving accidentally splashed a whole lot of muddy water at my while it leaves Nando’s speedily. 

I gaped as I stare at myself looking all dirty and wet. Uck! This is so disgusting.

"Hey!" I called out to the speeding van but it didn’t bother stopping to even say sorry.

Asshole. 

I see groups of photographers leaving the lot while they were talking to each other and some young girls crying saying that they lost the opportunity to capture him. Him? Who's him? What the hell just happened here? Was someone kidnapped in that van? I worried as I stare at everyone with terribly sad faces/ They looked like someone died.

“Where you able to snag a photo?” A girl ask.

“I was not able to. But did you see how he hugged that waitress? She’s so lucky.” The other one responded as they began leaving the lot.

I ignored the commotion subsiding outside and quickly rushed inside Nando's, hoping my phone is still on that damn table or else my parents will kill me. They wasted a lot of money just to give me and Avery new phones and I have been dying to get that model so bad. I scanned through each of the tables trying to remember where we sat down earlier hoping there would be an iPhone left. 

Honestly, I was immensely desperate and antsy and I looked like I was a thief looking for something inside the restaurant. The other customers were already looking at me strangely but I just had to find my phone. My dad will be so pissed and disappointed. 

When I spotted a table, I walked to it rapidly when I remembered that  it was our spot from a while back. I think it was or maybe it was. Damn, I hope it was our table. I can't remember because I am already panicking but I think it was where my family and I sat down earlier. I tried convincing myself. It was vacant so I quickly searched on the entire table, all four corners. 

Nothing.

I scratched the back of my head, "Where the hell is that goddamn iPhone?" I mumbled to myself with cold hands and incredibly fast heart beating. 

Suddenly, my eyes caught the attention of a black iPhone on the next table. It was placed hidden behind the tissue box and I knew it was mine since it was a black iPhone. I exhaled heavily as I rushed to it and almost yelped in happiness that I found my phone again. 

"Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.” I chanted angelically. “I thought I really lost you." I tell my cellphone while grabbing it and slightly hugging the tiny damn piece that almost gave me a mini heart attack. 

I placed it inside my pocket and hurriedly walked out of the restaurant feeling a little calmer now that I have my phone back with me.I walked back to my house since I did not have any penny with me all because I was in a rush earlier. 

After a long while, I thankfully reached home with sore feet and calves from all the walking and running I did. I headed up to my room as if nothing happened as I passed by the living room where my mom and dad were watching some news on TV with Avery. It was pretty unusual since Avery never watches news. As I walked up the staircase, I hear Avery screaming in the living room and she sounded like she was dying.

“I cannot believe I just missed my chance to see Spitfire Strip!!” She squeals so loud that mom had to tell her to tone her voice down. “I can’t calm down mom! Do you have any idea who I just missed?! Milo freaking Beckett!I can’t believe we just passed each other when our car was just leaving and they were just arriving!!” Avery cries. “Why did we have to leave early!” 

She kept crying in the living room while dad tells her that she’s being too dramatic. She’s just so crazy about that band for years and I honestly don’t know what she saw in them. I did not really pay much attention because Avery was just very annoying and overly dramatic and I don’t really care much about that band. I slammed my bedroom door behind me and stared at myself in front of the mirror looking all dirty. This is all that white van’s fault. I took a shower because I was feeling sweaty before I changed back to my PJs. 

Here I am, back to reality, I still have to do my homework and Avery's. 

I felt really relieved that I got my phone back even though I don’t really have a lot of people to text to and I don’t usually use my social media accounts since I am not really that active unlike my sister. My phone does not have naked pictures of me because I don’t have the guts to take one so I was not really worried about photos in my gallery if in case I really lost my phone. I’m just very blessed that I found it because I saved myself from being grounded. My parents aren’t as wealthy as other couples since they have twins that means it’s always two for everything. I still wonder when did I even put it behind a tissue box because I don’t remember placing it there. 

I started opening my books so I could finally start doing my assignments and review some of my notes when suddenly I heard a loud blasting song obviously coming from Avery’s room. 

Midnight memories oh oh

Baby you and me

Stumbling in the streets

Singing Singing Singing

Oh seriously Avery, why are you so insensitive like all the freaking time? You do know I study every night and you always try to be so annoying. I pulled out my headphones on, plugged it on my laptop and opened to my playlist, Tee Shirt by: Birdy started playing on the background while I started doing my assignments. 

Correction. Our assignments. 

Sweet disposition never too soon ooh, reckless abandon like no one's watching you

"Hmm..." I groan. 

The tune goes on and it’s a very annoying music in the middle of the night.

"What's that sound..." I mumbled groggily as I moved to and fro on my bed, shifting side to side while hearing this annoying music that's coming from nowhere. The music finally turns off but it goes back again as it rings annoyingly. I scratch my neck and got more annoyed as I groggily open my eyes staring at my ceiling. 

Is Avery still awake? Her music is really too goddamn loud right now that it's reaching my room. How inconsiderate of her! Really pathetic Av. I cursed in the back of my head. 

I get another pillow to cover my ears but I still goddamn hear it. It sounded like the music is here inside my room. 

A moment of love, a dream, a laugh, a kiss, a cry, our rights, our wrongs

"Ugh! What the hell." I growled as I sat down on my bed. 

I was obviously half awake trying to widen my eyes a little bit now as the song kept playing on and on. The tune would go off and then it would go on again after one second and it’s singing the same lyrics. I moved my eyes around my room since I realized that the music was not coming from outside my bedroom but it was coming from my own room. I moved my eyes to my phone lighting up from my bedside dresser and realized that it was my phone.

My phone was ringing. It was my phone the entire time and wondered who would have called me this late. I paused and listened to the unfamiliar song again and realized that it was… not my ringtone. I don't even know this song in the first place. Wait, there must be some mistake.

I reached for my phone and suddenly saw an unregistered number calling me. My eyes widened a little bit more and vanished my sleepiness away as I stare at the phone number, [phone].

Am I hallucinating or is that my own number calling me? 

No. My eyes must be playing tricks on me, why would I see my phone number calling me? I ignored it and wondered, "Who the hell is calling me at 2AM? You better be an important person for disturbing me." I muttered as I pointed at the number and was really convinced that it was really my phone number. How the hell would I be calling me if I have my own phone number?

I answered the call anyways and placed the phone against my ear. "Hello?" I yawned. 

"Did I wake you?"