Got it! Here's your corrected and extended version with "Mr. Idiot" instead of Lucas:
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Y/N's POV
I glanced at the clock. 4:30 PM.
"Aah—what should I do now?" 🥱 I mumbled, grabbing my phone as I lay down on the couch. I had a bunch of unread messages—some from James, some from Emma, and a few from an unknown number.
I decided to check James' messages first.
James: Hey sleepyhead, wake up! ☺️
James: Y/N, you're late today. 😑
James: Pick up the call. 😒
James: Where are you, Y/N? 🤔
James: Please pick up the call, Y/N. 😟
James: Are you alright? 🤨
James: I'm coming to your place. 😠
"Ugh, he worries too much." I sighed but couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
Next, I checked Emma's message.
Emma: Y/N, don't cook dinner, okay? I'll bring something for us! Take care. 😘
I quickly replied: "Okay." 🙄
Then, I hesitated before opening the messages from the unknown number.
Unknown Number: Hey, girlfriend. 🤗
Unknown Number: Pick up the call, babe. 😘
Unknown Number: Are you alright now? Please pick up the call. 🥰
Unknown Number: I miss you already. 😚
Unknown Number: Please reply, baby... 😘
"Who the hell is this?" 🤔 I frowned and quickly typed a response.
Me: Who are you?? 🤨
The second I sent the message, my phone started ringing.
"Oh no… what do I do now?!" 😱
I sighed and hesitantly picked up the call. For a moment, there was silence from the other end. Just as I was about to hang up—
???: "Baby, say something!" ☺️
I froze. I knew that voice.
It was Mr. Idiot.
"How the hell did he get my number?!" 😑
"How do you know my number, Mr. Idiot?" I snapped, my tone sharp. But instead of answering, he just laughed.
Mr. Idiot: "Hahaha! Wow, you sound so cute when you're mad, babe." 🤗
"I already told you—I AM NOT YOUR BABE!" 😡
Mr. Idiot: "But you are my baby." ☺️
I sighed, rubbing my temples. "Where did you get my number?" 😡
Mr. Idiot: "(Chuckles) I have my ways." 😏
"And what ways exactly?" 🤨
Mr. Idiot: "Umm… Baby, please listen, okay? I really wanna see you. Can we talk on video call?" 😚
"What an idiot." 😒
"I'm blocking you. Bye." 😑
Mr. Idiot: "NO! NO! WAIT! Listen… (sighs) Okay, okay, I'll tell you—I may have asked someone…" 😏
I rolled my eyes. "Oh, really? Can you stop flirting and just tell me what you want from me?" 😑
I heard him laugh loudly.
Mr. Idiot: "My baby, I like you, and I want you to be my girlfriend." ☺️
My jaw dropped. "HEY, HEY, WAIT—how can you just say that?! I am—" 😱
Mr. Idiot: "Y/N, I know this is sudden, but from the moment I saw you, I wanted to know you more. And now, I keep wanting to see you again and again. I even tried to convince myself that these feelings weren't real, but the moment I do, your face pops into my head and—" 😚
I cut him off. "WOW, WOW, WOW—are you reading a script or something?" 😅
Mr. Idiot: "No, baby, I'm telling the truth." ☺️
I let out a frustrated sigh. "And I'M telling you—I am NOT your girlfriend or your baby! (Sighs) Can't you understand that? Our lives are completely different. I—Look, Mr. Idiot, I don't want to be your girlfriend, okay? That's it. Bye!" 😒
Before he could say anything else, I ended the call.
I threw my phone onto the couch and rubbed my face. "What the hell is wrong with him? How can he like someone he's met only twice?!" 🤔
Just then, my phone buzzed again.
Mr. Idiot: "I'm sorry, Y/N. Please give me a chance to prove myself!" 😌
I ignored the message and turned on the TV, trying to distract myself with a movie. But no matter how hard I tried, my mind kept drifting back to him.
Later that evening…
The doorbell rang.
I got up and opened the door—only to be nearly tackled by Emma, who was carrying a ton of shopping bags.
Emma: "Y/N, I AM SO HAPPY TODAY!" 🤗 She screamed, threw the bags onto the floor, and launched herself at me in a tight hug.
"Wha—Whoa! What happened?!"
Emma pulled back, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Emma: "MAX PROPOSED TO ME!!! AAHHH!!! I'M SO HAPPY!!" 😜
"WHAT?! REALLY?!" 😱 I gasped, grabbing her hands. "Oh my god, Emma, tell me EVERYTHING!"
Emma: "Yes, yes, but first, let's eat!" 😘 She said
"Okay, okay, go take a shower. I'll prepare dinner!" 😄I said
Emma grinned. "Love you!" 😙 She ran off to her room while I headed into the kitchen.
*She really happy* I thought
I started unpacking the food she brought and saw—CHICKEN.
"OH MY GOD, MY FAVORITE!" 🙂
"How did she know??" I quickly set everything in the oven and prepared the table. Soon, Emma came back, looking fresh and glowing with happiness.
As we sat down to eat, she asked, "So, how was your day?"she ask
I hesitated. I wanted to tell her about today , but I didn't want to ruin her mood.
"It was good." I forced a smile.
Emma narrowed her eyes. "Wh—"
I cut her off. "So, Max proposed for marriage?!"
She blushed and nodded. "Yes! And do you know? It's all thanks to his friend!"
I took a bite of my chicken, nodding. "Really? Who?"
Emma: "if Lucas not prepared the all things, I don't think Max would've told me how serious he was about our relationship."
I choked.
"WH— (cough) WHAT?!" 😱
Emma panicked and ran over to pat my back, handing me a glass of water. "You idiot, drink this! Eat slower!"
I gulped down the water. "Emma… (cough) what did you just say?!"
Emma: "That Max was serious about me?"
I shook my head furiously. "NO! You said… his friend—"
Emma: "Oh! Lucas max friend. He's a nice guy!"
I shot up from my chair.
My heart started racing.
"This can't be happening." I said to myself
Without another word, I sprinted to my room and locked the door.
I pressed my back against it, my breathing uneven.
"No, no, no… it's NOT him. IT CAN'T BE!" 😨