Life seems awfully inconvenient at times, doesn’t it? I mean, you think you’d rather live anywhere than where you are now, you long to be on top of a mountain with the entire world beneath your feet, or in the middle of an ocean with the horizon full of more blue than you ever could have imagined. You’d rather live in a time period where queens and knights lived in mossy castles, a time period where you could ride a dinosaur or watch the night sky without light pollution and just image the stars. You’d rather be walking on Mars, discovering another planet full of life and light, dancing in the Milky Way and pinning stars in your hair, anywhere in the universe than on top of the ground that’s beneath you right now. So take a minute to appreciate where you are now. Breathe. The world is vast and amazing and you will someday get a chance to explore all of it.
"Hey, (Y/N)", the way he said your name sent shivers down your spine, "I just wanted to let you know that I really enjoyed our date last night, and I was wondering if you'd like to meet up again sometime? Whenever you're free and I'm not touring and on interviews, of course. Not that they take up all of my time, you know, on the possibility of there being a serious relationship in our future. No! I mean, not that I wouldn't like that. But -". "Man, you already screwed it up. Might as well just stop talking", someone else's - one of his band mates he had mentioned on your first date, you assumed - voice spoke up, filled with laughter. "Uh, anyways, I should get going. Call me back whenever you can... Bye".
"Babe!", he dragged the 'e' longer than necessary, "I have no idea what time is it for you and, quite frankly, I have no idea what time is it here too. But I just wanted to let you know that I'm boarding my plane soon. So, if by any chance, you try to call me or text me and I don't reply, it's probably 'cause I'm on the plane. Or I'm at a strip club and am just making this up - you'll never know. Well, I'll call you once the plane lands - or I leave the strip club - and leave another voice mail in case you're still asleep. Dammit, (Y/N), you sleep a lot. Oh, I'm boarding now - gotta go. Hopefully Cal will buy me a lap dance. Just kidding, the only lap dance I'd want now is yours. Love you".
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! My name is Michael Clifford and I'm your host for another episode of 'My Girlfriend Isn't Answering Any Of My Calls 'Cause She's Mad At Me But Hopefully My Voice Just Made Her Laugh", Michael faked a broadcaster's voice - and, in fact, it made you laugh, "On tonight's episode, you'll get to listen to our young Michael's voice mail apologizing to his beautiful, sexy, smart and hot girlfriend, (Y/N). And t begins like this:", he returned to his normal voice, "Babe, I'm really really sorry. I know I screwed up and I know I shouldn't have let you storm off - I know it. I just am hopelessly waiting that this isn't the end for us, (Y/N). I mean, I love you way too much for this to be the end. And, even if it is, I just want you to know that I loved you with all my heart while we were together, and I will keep loving you until I'm one hundred percent sure we have not a single chance of getting back together. Please come back home so we can talk this through. Please, (Y/N). I'm sorry".
"Babe?! Where are you?!", Calum's voice was a little faded due to the sound of lots of people talking behind him, "Your cousins and I just left the roller coaster and we're at the point we marked to meet - but there's no one here to meet us. You're not answering my calls or replying to my texts, and I'm trying to think you simply went to the bathroom or to get something to eat. But I'm sort of freaking out. So I might just keep talking to your voice mail 'till I see you coming back or am sure that you're okay. Or I could just go talk to security. But I guess that's a little bit extreme. In case you don't remember, I'm wearing a plaid blue t-shirt and -. Oh, is that you? I'm guessing it is. Yeah, it is, I'd recognize that beautiful smile anywhere. Just for precaution: when you're listening to this voice mail when we're back at the hotel, please don't get mad at me. You're really close now, so I'm gonna hand up. Love ya. Oh, and you look really hot today, by the way.