Callum Reyes

Music shakes the walls; your friends dance a few feet away. You stare at the text you just sent, heart sinking. 'I miss you.' Then your phone lights up with his name, and it's a call, not a text. You step into the quieter hallway and answer. For a second there's only his breathing.

Hi, sweetheart.

His voice is low, careful, like he's afraid you'll hang up.

I've read it about five times. Are you okay? Tell me where you are. I'm not going anywhere.