Its almost 3 days since the day I misplaced my phone. I've been searching it everyday and I feel so hopeless everytime I thought that I won't find it anymore. I've been also calling it but its just ringing.

All of my works like poems and stories are being saved by my memory card so I really badly need it.

Its almost 9 pm and I'm having my melancholy night until my keypad phone just rang so I hurriedly open it and recieve a message.

Unknown: "Hey! I'm sorry if I just text you today, I've got your phone, lets meet tomorrow @ exactly 4pm in the secret cafe.

I smiled widely as I reply. I didn't expect that I will have my phone back again.

Exactly 4 when I arrived in our meeting place. I hurriedly text the person that i'm wearing pink t-shirt for my identity.

"Are you Ms. Aya?" I suddenly frozed as I heard his voice.

"Y-yes its m-me" I answered. He smiled widely as he give my phone.

"I'm sorry if I meddle your phone. I accidentally open your drafts and then I saw your poems and stories so I read it and I'm really amaze! You're such a good writer." He said as I smiled.

I really can't believe it! I did'nt expect that Andrew Piercival was the one who got my phone.

The guy I love from afar and the guy behind my poems and story.