Embracing You Tightly1 Text Message Mix-up
My best friend encouraged me to confess to the school heartthrob. I accidentally sent the message to my childhood friend, the campus idol.
By the time I realized, Xavier had already opened my bedroom door and held the phone screen before me.
His captivating eyes stared at me and he asked, "After all these guys, it's finally my turn?"
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Jane nudged my arm that day and whispered, "Check your phone. That six-pack guy is just your type."
She winked at me and said, "Good luck, Mila."
I winked back at her. "Don't worry. I'll get him within a week!"
Everything was going smoothly, except for a mistake during the confession.
That day, when the mood was just right, I seized the moment and sent some cheesy words. I leaned against the headboard, eating strawberries while waiting for a reply.
Five minutes later, there was still no response, and I started to feel a bit puzzled.
Based on my usual experience, there shouldn't have been any issue.
I put down the strawberries and picked up my phone to check the situation.
Click.
The bedroom door opened, and Xavier walked in.
He was wearing gray loungewear, his hair half-dry with a hint of moisture.
His legs were straight and long, and he quickly reached the side of my bed.
I asked in confusion, "Why are you in my room this late?"
His long fingers held the edge of the phone, the screen perfectly aligned with my gaze.
His eyes stared at me. "After all these guys, it's finally my turn?"
I looked at the cheesy words on the screen and instantly understood what had happened.
My cheeks quickly turned red, and I reached out to grab the phone.
He was tall with long arms, and he easily lifted his arm to avoid my attempt.
"Hmm, trying to back out?"
I glared at him. Knowing I couldn't win, I resorted to my usual trick of playing dumb.
I stretched out my foot, pushing against his stomach to shove him out. I blurted, "Don't enter my room without permission! Get out, get out!"
Instead of tolerating my nonsense as usual, he grabbed my ankle and gently pulled me down from the pillow.
I wasn't prepared for that. I screamed and closed my eyes. When I opened them again, he was looking down at me.
Unlike his usual smiling self, his expression was serious and focused.
I suddenly got nervous. I was unsure of what to do next. I just kept my mouth shut.