Call Me Crazy But At Least You Calling Mga Nobela at Kwento

How can it be like this! Hayl! Hayl! Hayl! I scream on the phone, but it was off. Damn!

As I stepped out of my bathtub the only thing that I could hear was my phone ringing out so loudly . There was just one person who had the guts to call me at this point and at this moment , I knew it was her , she was crazy , more crazy than I had thought she was . Just as I had predicted it was Olivia , Olivia was the one calling me and acting all sweet . “ What do you want liv ?” I asked the moment I picked up the phone .

The person other line screamed then the call drops. Aishat- Hello? Hello?

He asked joyously "Yeah, is something wrong with it?" "No. It's cute. It's really cute. You are free to go, just for tonight" "Okay baby" "Oh my God, you are making me go crazy by saying that word alone" The strange caller continued to frustrate me with his calls, so, I decided to put my phone on silent which helped a little bit. About one hour before closing for the week, I called Cynthia "At last, you remember me" she said "Did you also called me?" I asked

He calls me. Am I dreaming or this is real?

He explained to the young man. “Yes, sir!” he greeted again. “By the way, why don't you cut your curly hair yet?” Eros grabbed his head and straightened his curly hair. “It was really curly when i was born, sir.” He replied. “Okay, just let it go. Just what i'm reminding you, don't ever forget.” “Yes, sir!” “And by the way, don't call me sir. Maybe someone a villain might hear you.” “Yes, si— what do you want me to call you?”

"Who would you like to call?" "Camille."

Every time someone said his name, I jumped a little inside. We kept the talk light for everyone else. “How’s the photography going?” I asked in a normal voice. “Still chasing storms and wild places,” he answered, loud enough for others to hear. Then softer to me, “But nothing as wild as seeing you here this week.” I smiled like we were just chatting, but inside I was a mess. Excited. Scared. Turned on. “You shouldn’t say things like that. We can’t… This is crazy.”

Now we were just in boxers only. "I am not hurting you, right Alexander?" I said hovering on top of him but making sure not to put my whole-body weight on him. "I..I am fine...Sammy...pl..." Ring...ring..ring....ring. "Arrgghh!! who dares to disturb us." I yelled in frustration and without looking at caller ID I received the call. "THIS BETTER BE IMPORTANT!!" I yelled at the person who was calling me. "Woah! Did I disturb your sexy time, Sammy?"

That night, I came down with a high fever. I was barely conscious—my mind drifting between dreams and delirium. For a moment, I thought it was still three years ago. Instinctively, I called Howard for help. But instead of his voice, I heard Phoebe's syrupy tone on the other end. "Who's calling you at this hour, Howie?" It was late, yet the two of them were still together. The fog in my head cleared just enough for me to hang up the phone immediately.