Wrong Number | Ranboo x Reader

Idk if this could be triggering to anybody, but a possible TW:
Police

Also I know Katie is going to like this chapter
AM I???
YES YOU'RE GOING TO

Also, have I written any new chapters since the last ones? NOPE, BUT OH WELL

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Ranboo's POV
(1. I typed pog instead of POV-
2. uh oh)

I woke up one morning to just my phone being absolutely blown up. I looked at it, and noticed a random number. I was so confused. I then got another call from the same number. I answered, confused out of my mind.

"Hello-" I said, before being interrupted.

"Where's Y/N?" I heard a male voice say. It sounded like... Their dad? How'd he get my number- oh wait, I gave it to their parents for in case an emergency happened... That immediately worried me.

"Wha-" I asked. It was too early for this.

"We know they told you where they were. So, where are they?" He repeated.

"I'm sorry, I have no idea. They should be at home?" I said.

"Well, they aren't!" He answered.

"It's too early for this shit..." I sighed, sitting up in my bed finally. "I'm sorry, but I have no idea where Y/N is. If I did, I would've told you."

"Stop lying to us, and tell us-" he started ranting. I sighed with annoyance.

"It's impossible for them to be with me, if that's what you're accusing me of saying." I said.

"How would it be impossible? You're literally their-" Before he could even finish his sentence, I interrupted him.
(OH FUCK OFF)
(FRRRR)

"I'm literally in the UK! How could they be with me? They couldn't have gotten a plane ticket and packed everything up within a day." I snapped.

"Wait, you're why they wanted-" He started saying something, but I couldn't deal with him. Jesus, how did Y/N deal wit this on almost a daily basis...

"Try asking someone else they hang out with. I'm not dealing with this," I said, hanging up before he could respond.

I laid down and covered my face with my hands, sighing. What the hell was going on!? Now I was worried about Y/N. Where could they be?

I looked at the time and saw it was 6 AM, meaning it was around... 11 PM where Y/N was? Jesus, did Y/N leave a few hours ago? If so, they could be pretty far...

I sighed and pulled out my phone. I started calling Y/N, hoping they'd answer.

God, I hoped they were okay...

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I'd tried a couple more times, but no luck. I tried one last time, before I heard something...