Chapter 7- Midnight Caller

Elle was a sweet girl. She was your girl next door type.

Curvy, petite and stunningly beautiful, Elle was the complete opposite of me with her talkative, outspoken, extrovert nature, but still, we bonded and became very good friends over this summertime.

I liked her curly brown hair, but she doesn't, she never believed me whenever I told her how much lovely they are. She likes my black, straight hair, which runs in a thick mass up to a little above my waist shielding my backside like a screen.

Back to the conversation, I asked -"So how things are going with you and Andrew?"

Andrew was her third or fourth boyfriend, within the three years. Elle was such a good girl but every time she mystically chooses the bad boys. What's it about bad boys? I wonder if I would ever fall for one, though it sounds ridiculous even to my ears.

There was a sudden pause on the other side. I thought maybe she ended the call.

"Andrew-he is an SOB...We broke up babe." A serious and emotiona