Got My Number Novels & Stories

He said: I don't know yet. I said: guess. He looked at me. He said: the text came from the same number to both of us. Which means whoever this is has both our personal numbers. That's not easy to get. My number is not public. Yours is semi-public through the blog but my number takes access. I said: someone inside your world. He said: or someone who paid someone inside my world. I said: Vivienne.

I'll be able to get my high paying customers back by doing so, my phone buzzed, cutting me out of my thoughts. I looked at the text and it was from an unknown number, “I've been trying to get to you and thank you, call me when you can.”

Please let me team up with Tessa. I open the chit and check the number. 0014. I turn towards Tessa who looks back at me. "What number did you get?" She asks. I hold the chit in front of her and her shoulders hunch. "Mine is 0018." Tessa says. Oh no!

She put her make-up stuffs back to her purse before she proceeded to unlock her phone by typing the required password. Unregistered Number: Hi, Xiao! This is Jun, I got your number from our coach. I really persuaded him for me to have this number of yours because he didn’t want to give it to me at first. I kinda did some tricks ;) Anyway, please save my number and do text me back as soon as you get this.

concerning the dinner of course. I was suddenly grinning, with all my teeth on display. I wasn't really surprised he got a hold of my number... after all Dawn was still his best friend. Even with the guess, I decided to still ask out of curiosity. I tucked my bottom lips between my teeth unconsciously -How did you get my number? A second later a beep came, indicating he had replied and I opened the text eagerly. Let's just say I've my ways and I seem to get magical powers when it comes to you.

I quietly lay on my bed, when my phone buzzed. Unknown numver; I'm here to help you. Give me a chance. Mike.

The note read. “Too late. Already did.” I joked to myself and dropped the paper back on the counter. I went up the stairs and to my room, taking off my clothes and getting into the shower. When I was done and finally changed into comfy clothes, a huge shirt and shorts, my phone pinged. I walked towards it and grabbed it, while drying my hair with my other hand. It was an unknown number. I clicked on the message. Hi, it's Vance. Huh? How did he get my number?

I had too much on my mind, and it didn't really matter. There were a series of numbers called the same numbers. It's like his life revolves between those two numbers. I tried calling, and no one picked up, and then one said you had reached Cynthia Malloy; please leave your message. I will get back to you. It was weird they had a connection, but that gave direction.

Then, she keyed in the number that she couldn't get out of her mind ever since it had first appeared. This time, the call went through.

He tried to sound angry but his pain coloured his words. “I don’t care. How did you even get my number?” Only about five people had my number and only Cahir and Aristo ever called but as I asked the question, I realized it was silly as Felicity also had the number. I hadn’t given it to her willingly but I’d found that Felicity and persistence were the same. She did not give up. She hounded me until I gave her my number and then she started sending me weird-looking images I think were supposed to make me laugh. I found them annoying.