Wrong Number

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  • Published: 26 Apr 2013
  • Updated: 10 Nov 2017
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Angel Harper admits to herself that she does have a crush on the school's player: Jake Bentley. Angel's best friend, Claire Adams, gives the player's number to her and told her to start texting him to spark up a relationship. What Angel doesn't know is that she had made the mistake of a lifetime.

Accidents do happen but this accident of Angel Harper will change her life forever.


13. Chapter 13

My day ended with a smile on my face as I reminisced the scene that happened once Jake had left. I had never imagined Chris to be so much sweeter in person and so much hotter. His voice brought music to my ears and sent chills running down my back. I smiled at myself like an idiot as I remembered the time when his arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me into a big and heart-warming hug. I felt so safe in his arms, I felt like nothing bad could happen to me as long as he was there. I bit my lip and felt this nice throbbing feeling in my heart that I have never felt before as I remembered all this. I started getting goose bumps when I remembered the time when he nuzzled my neck…I have never been that close to a guy ever. It was the most intimate moment of my life. All my life I have been hidden behind my textbooks and quizzes until Chris came which totally changed my life and brought me to a different direction. Gosh, he’s gonna distract me from my studies and then my mom will kill me. I swear I didn’t know anything about this love thing or friendzoning whatever stuff; it’s all new to me. The hugging. The nuzzling. The fighting. The my-heart-is-beating-so-fast phase. The staying up all night thinking about you. I have never done this before and I don’t know if it’s a good thing or a bad thing. I started to get worried at the thought of my life ending up as a wreck and me ending up working in McDonald’s. Then I thought about Chris and his super sexy smile. Gosh, this boy affects me so much that it hurts sometimes. I think it’s the fact that I’ve never been heartbroken before that I have so much mixed feelings right now. Heartbreak…What if in the end, Chris just breaks my heart? Just the thought of Chris breaking my heart made my heart sink down to my stomach. And that’s one of the things that I’m afraid of…heartbreak.


I stared absentmindedly at the ceiling of my room, feeling the darkness of the night sinking in. I started to get cold so I pulled up my blankets high up till my neck and crossed my legs together. I then turned my head and looked outside the window watching the moon and the stars. I wonder what Chris is doing right now…is he thinking about me like I’m thinking about him? I sighed heavily, this boy is making me crazy. What if this never even happened? What if Claire didn’t send me the wrong number? Would I still be hopelessly in love with Jake right now? I find it so amazing how your life can just turn around in one whole second. The silence of the night started to make me dizzy, so I closed my eyes slowly and was about to drift off into a wonderful sleep till I felt a vibration coming from the side of my pillow. I groaned angrily and pulled out my phone and checked who had texted me. I opened the text and I saw that it was from Chris. I giggled like a child and I couldn’t help the smile that formed on my lips as I opened the message.


* Goodnight, Angel. You didn’t tell me you were beautiful. I mean, it’s not like I never knew. When I saw you were that bikini in the mall, I stopped dead in my tracks and stared at you. Absolutely stunning *


My breath hitched and in that second I forgot how to breathe. My hands were shaking as I was gripping my phone hard, reading the message more than 10 times. He was the creepy guy?! No wonder he looked so familiar! Words cannot explain how freaked out I am right now because freaking Chris Dennis saw what my body looks like in a skimpy bikini. A freaking skimpy bikini. I swear I’m going to kill Claire for real soon. I cant believe I didn’t realize that it was Chris, gosh so much for the smartest girl in the batch. I literally face palmed myself and I was so close to crying. I cant believe he knows what I look like in a bikini. I bet he’s going to start teasing me about it now. Fuck. I’m so screwed. If Claire found out that he knows what I look like in a bikini she’s going to start suggesting things. I re-read his message and I felt that heart throbbing feeling on my chest again. Absolutely stunning. You didn’t tell me you were beautiful. I smiled like an idiot as the compliments registered in my brain. Someone actually thinks I’m beautiful. I am literally the happiest person right now. I decided to reply to his message…


Me: Gosh, so you were that creeper in the mall


Him: Psch, you literally checked me out too


Me: Weiner, that was you :P


Him: Yeah, and? I do that to all girls.


I couldn’t help but feel the shame as he said this. Gosh, he affects me this much that a simple statement can make me feel bad about myself.


Me: Oh…


Him: But none of them were as stunning as you ;)


Me:  Go away, you pervert


Him: A sexy ass pervert, madam


Me: A creepy ass pervert, mind you


Him: Aww come on, I know you find me sexy


Me: Haha no


Him: Don’t lie. I could see it in your eyes a while ago that you thought I was decent looking and absolutely hot


Me: Whatever you say, fortune teller


Him: Angel, all my life I have been lonely and well, unwanted. So it wont be hard for me to read people…and apparently you are very very easy to read


Me: No I am not!


Him: Yes, you are. Want me to tell you everything I thought about you?


Me: Go for it, Mr. Guru


Him: At first you were at shock to hear my voice so you dropped your phone. You also had goosebumps since I saw you wince a little bit. Your eyes literally scanned me up and down for about 5 minutes, don’t be embarrassed, it was kinda cute buuut not as cute as me tho ;) Then once your eyes met mine you started to get nervous as your knees shook a little bit. You were intimidated by my intense glare, yes I know; my eyes are sexy as shit ;) And then I checked you out oh so shamelessly and that’s when you got even more nervous. So all in all you think I’m good looking.


Fucking hell. He got every single detail right….


Me: What are you? Dumbledore?


Him: So I’m right aren’t I? ;)


Me: Shut your mouth, whale


Him: Sure sure all I know is that I am right ;)


Me: Psch, and you think I’m absolutely gorgeous anyways :P


Him: Yes, you are ;)


Me: :P leave me alone you perv


Him: Nope :3


Me:  You annoy me sometimes


Him: You are such a baby it’s hilarious


Me: No. I. Am. Not.


Him: Mhmm you are :P


Me: What makes you say that?


Him: You don’t know anything. Sex-wise and stuff. You’re innocent.


Me:  What makes you so sure? You’re readings whatever stuff isn’t that accurate.


Him: What is a blowjob then?


Me: It’s a balloon blowing job. You blow on the balloons for parties then they pay you.


Him: …….. holy bananas, Angel. This literally made my day.


Me: What? Why? :/


Him: I am right. You are too innocent. Fuck, I’m never asking you these questions ever again…. O.o


Me: WHAT? Why? I’m so confused

Him: Don’t even dare google-ing it, sweets


Me: Sweets?


Him: New nickname for ya ;)


Me: You are annoying and a pain in the arse


Him: You are too cute ;)


Me: You are too infuriating


Him: it’s late sweets


Me: So what? I’m a bamf now


Him: A bamf? Really? I swear you make me cry


Me: Leave me alone you noob D:


Him: Whatever you say, sweets. Anyways, it’s really late and I want you to sleep now.


Me: Yes father :P jeez


Him: Euw don’t call me your father please it’s gross o.o


Me: Whatever you say whale :P


Him: Goodnight, Mrs. Peach


Me: Goodnight, whale


That’s when I started to get sleepy. I smiled at myself and placed the image of Chris in my mind as I drifted off to sleep.




Chris’ POV


* Minutes after their encounter in the park *


I walked lazily down the road staring absentmindedly at the road as I thought about Angel Harper. Her face was truly perfect. I mean she wasn’t hot but she was gorgeous. There’s this thing about her that makes me like her…maybe it’s her innocence. Since most of my girlfriends were all experienced but Angel’s innocence makes me have the initiative to protect her. She needs someone, I feel it. I bit my lip as I thought about that one question that haunts me. Am I falling for her?

No. I cannot. She cant like me and vice versa. I’m not good for her. She wont live a happy life if she falls in love with me…



I heard a familiar voice from behind which made me turn around. I saw the guy that I bumped into days ago. I smiled widely at him trying to hide the fact that I’m currently freaking out right now.


“Hey,” I said in my normal voice.


He walked closer to me and gave me a big bro hug. “What’s up? You seem worried”


“Oh nothing,” I said scratching the back of my head.


“Don’t lie, bro, you can tell me anything” he said happily as he gave me a hard nudge on the shoulder.


“Nahh really cant talk about it” I said a little bit annoyed.


“Okay okay, maybe next time. Anyways, my name’s Jake Bentley” he said handing out his hand for me to shake.


“Chris Dennis,” I said shaking his hand back and giving him a tight smile.


“We should hang soon, I can let you meet the boys and we can have some fun together if you know what I mean” he said then smirked at me.


No. No way. I thought about Angel as I replied to his offer. “Haha, no thanks but yeah we should hang soon”


“Perfect,” he said as he gave me a pat on the back. “Anwyays I gotta run! See ya Chris”


He walked past me and walked away and if he wasn’t out of my sight in that second I would’ve punched his face because I was feeling so annoyed right now words cannot explain. Here we go again Chris. You’re so pissed again, you’re going to hurt something…or someone.  I clenched my fists in anger and closed my eyes as I tried to control myself. Chris! How could you?! I trusted you! The words of my mother flooded my head as I reminisced that horrible day that I would never want to remember ever again. I just want to erase that moment…I am a monster. I keep telling this to Angel but she will never listen. What is her problem? I gritted my teeth in anger. And this is why she wont live a happy life. My life is drowned in my regrets and problems and worries and if she loves me…my problems will be hers and I don’t want that to happen. She cant love me and I cant love her. No. We can’t be together. She will end up getting hurt and I will end up doing something bad again. I care for her and I actually don’t want her to know my problems and I don’t want her to be a part of it either. I shouted in anger and punched the car that was beside me. The car started making those annoying sounds and I got irritated even more.


“FUCK!” I shouted at no one as I clenched my fists again.


I took a heavy sigh and closed my eyes. Just the thought of her getting hurt makes me so mad and angry that I just want to reverse everything. The thought of her crying because of me makes me have an aching feeling on my stomach and in my heart that I just want to rip it off my body. There’s just one problem here…


I like her.

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