It’s been three months since you and Beck had broken up. She needed space and time and to focus on herself and her writing which you let her do.

You haven’t been doing so well. Checking her Instagram every morning of your day and night, checking Facebook and other social media platforms she’s on.

You miss her. And she’s missing you, too. Tonight you had trouble sleeping and before you turned your lights off, your phone rang and picked it up.

“Hey, you.” A familiar voice says softly. Beck.