This is an extension of the previous part. It follows the first text conversation between Amelia and Ronan. Enjoy! tw: language

10:27pm

R: Is this amelia?

A: depends

R: on??

A: if you're Henry Cavill

R: sorry to disappoint, but it's just plain old Ronan Harding

A: I'm very disappointed

A: and in that case, I don't know any Amelia. You got the wrong number, pal

R: You sure about that? You might have seen her around

R: short, always running around, gives people the death glare if they breathe wrong, rumoured to have a mermaid tail

R: oh and she's super bossy

A: I am NOT bossy

R: so it is you

A: of course it's me you bozo. I gave you my number, remember?

R: I remember mermaid girl. I was just worried you gave me your dad's number rather than yours to play me

R: wouldn't be the first time

A: I'm intrigued, do tell me more

R: it started with an assignment and ended with me and Chris getting drinks while she threw darts at my pictures

A: you're kidding me, darts??

R: I know right? It's crazy

A: no sweetie

A: what's crazy is that she chose darts over axes

R: for the record, Chris told me her aim was terrible

R: you're mean, do you know that?

A: I do know that

R: so you should work on it, don't you think?

A: but where's the fun in that?

A: and you're a big boy now Ronan

A: you can face the big bad world and its big bad people

R: you're really something Amelia

R: and I'm pretty sure I fall in the same category as the other big bad people

A: whatever you say, princess

R: you haven't heard the rumours, have you?

A: oh no, I have

R: doesn't seem like it sweetheart

R: if you had you wouldn't have the guts to call me princess

A: well PRINCESS

A: you're quite wrong

R: you should really stop calling me that

A: aww, is it hurting your man pride?

R: not at the moment no

R: but if someone hears you calling me that, I'd be dead meat

A: not so big and bad now, are you??

R: if you keep bullying me, I'll block you

A: looks like I'll be joining the dart-thrower on that list

A: Mmelia and bullying are a two in one package

A: take it or leave it ;)

R: if that's the case, then adios amigo

A: ciao, cagna

R: what's that mean?

A: google it

R: okay

R: you did not just call me that

A: oh, but I did

A: is the man pride still intact?

R: barely

A: aw, mission failed

R: I hate you

A: join the club

R: You know what? I think I will

R: give me the president's number

A: sure thing

A: *sends Conner's phone number*

R: you seriously sent me some random guys number?

A: why don't you call it?

R: I'm suspicious now

R: who's number is that?

A: you're going to have to call it to find out, princess

R: amelia

A: ronan

R: god, you're stubborn

R: tell me who's number it is

A: geez, so demanding

A: it's your best friend

R: im searching the number in my contacts

A: go ahead honey

R: in WHAT world is Conner freaking Bryans my best friend?

R: and how did you get his number?

A: sadly, I tutor him

R: so?

A: so of course I have his number princess

A: how else am I going to communicate with him?

R: the only form of communication Conner understands is a fist to his face

A: I'm going to have to test that

A: I'll get back to you on the outcome

A: if I make it out alive, that is

R: he wouldn't dare lay a hand on you

R: I'd cut it off before he could even try

A: oh yeah?

R: yeah

R: I got your back

A: thank you

A: Ronan?

R: Amelia?

R: yes?

R: hey, you still there?

A: yeah

R: is everything okay?

A: yeah, just tired

A: I'm going to get some sleep

R: wow, it's 2 am?!

A: it is

R: we both should get some sleep

A: we should. Goodnight princess

R: Goodnight Mia