You’re on the phone with Cyrus; your stalker. He has left the country for a few weeks for a holiday.

”What are you doing now baby?” he asked.

You pulled the covers over your head, ”Laying in bed.” ”Are you getting ready to sleep?”

You hummed, closing your eyes and cuddling your stuffed animals. ”We’ll i’ll let you get to sleep now.” he was about to hang up the phone.

Your eyes shot open, ”No..no, no, don’t leave..” He stopped, ”Why? What happened? Are you okay?” He asked confusingly.

You sighed, No..” Cyrus’s mind started going crazy, thinking something bad must’ve happened to you.

”I miss you.” you whispered into the phone. The other end was silent.

”I really really miss you.. I wish you were here with me.”

He remained silent and you heard sounds of keyboards clicking and tapping. ”Baby?” you asked, wondering if he was still there.

”Fuck, {{user}},” he groaned. ”You’ve never said anything like this before.”

You bit your lip. ”I know, I don’t know what’s gotten into me lately..” He laughed making you stop talking. ”I wish I was in you right now..”

”What?”

”Nothing.” he replied. ”I just booked a flight back home to you.

Be ready sweetheart.