Description
On the 4th of April, Justin and Hannah broke up. Exactly two months later, word had spread through the school that Justin lost his phone. This piece of information should have meant nothing to Hannah. Just hearing his name should have switched off her attention, because, he didn't deserve her attention anymore. But ... as ashamed as she was of it ... her ears perked up and her heartbeat quickened. Because now, she had the phone number of someone who could never read her messages. Now, she could text him whatever she wanted, and she wouldn't have to put up with consequencial shit. She decided, Justin's phone number would now be her therapy. She'd call him whatever the hell she wanted. She'd say whatever she needed to. She'd cry however much she had to. If only to get over him. ||| #movingonfromthepast #hope #love #yours WARNING: PG13, but with EXCESSIVE SWEARING. I'm really sorry, I usually try not to swear in my books, but I felt like it was key for this story. Realism, ya know? Anyway, if you deem yourself prepared enough for it, then I hope you enjoy!
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