Heartache Hotline (Connected #1) | ✔

SPAM QUEEN & CAKE FACE

"Hello, you're speaking with Macy from Heartache Hotline. How may I cure you today?"

"Hey."

"Oh... Hey Ollie."

"So what's wrong? You haven't been answering my texts. If you didn't wanna talk to me then you could have just told me."

Hearing the hurt in his voice makes my heart squeeze in regret, "I'm so sorry. I've had a lot going on and I didn't wanna talk about it. I know I should have just said I wasn't in the mood to talk instead of ignoring you but for what it's worth; I'm sincerely sorry."

Oliver sighs in response.

"It's alright. I forgive you. You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to, I am just your client after all."

"Ollie, it's not like that. You're my friend, I care about you."

"You care about me?"

Embarrassment crawls through my chest but I push it down, being honest, "I do. Why else would I put up with you, Cake Face?" I joke and Ollie laughs.

"It was one time!"

"That's all it takes," I giggle.

"This coming from the Spam Queen."

"Okay, okay, I give up!"

"You know that if you want to talk about certain things, you can."

"I know, thank you. How are you doing?"

"I'm doing alright. Just taking it day by day, you know? Izzy's back home today so I'm hoping that nothing bad will happen. This has just been a lot to handle with everything else that happened."

"I bet." I say, feeling weird about discussing his cheating ex, "I'm sure Isabelle will be fine, Ollie. Try not to stress out about it too much, you don't wanna turn grey prematurely."

As I'm laughing, Ollie scoffs,

"Yeah, right. I have a full head of luscious, beautiful, thick black hair."

"Right," I drag out sarcastically, "Your hair is probably thinning on top,"

Ollie doesn't seem to appreciate my teasing thought and starts to make 'hmph' noises which I imagine is accompanied by a pout.

"You're being mean again."

Giggling hysterically, I apologise, "Sorry, Ollie. I'll stop."

"Well I have to go now."

Now it's my turn to pout, "Really? Do you have to?"

"Unless I want to get fired from my job, I should go."

There's a pause that consists of me pouting and him - well I don't know what he's doing.

"If I didn't think any better, it sounds like you love talking to me."

"Pfft, no."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes. Bye!"

end of call

My mouth opens in shock. Did he seriously just get the last word in and then hang up?

Yes, yes he did.

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