A/N: This chapter also has some references and harsh language!

It was dark, quiet and unexpected when I heard my phone vibrate. Lifting my head from my pillow, I looked at the clock and saw it read '12:01'. Mumbling curses to myself, I sluggishly raised myself in a slouched sitting position on the rickety bed and reached for my buzzing phone. I lifted the device and looked at the caller ID. In one instant my heart leapt and my eyes jumped out of their sockets. Why was he calling me? Why at this time of night? Was this his way of initiating some kind of phone sex at night? Well… if it was, I'm up for it.

I slid my finger on the screen to accept the call and brought the phone to my ear.

"He-hello?" I asked nervously. I could feel warmth already reach my face and silently wondered what'll happen when I see him in person.

"Paz?" His voice was deeper and huskier than I remembered. I swallowed to regain my composure, and to stop my insides from tingling.

"Hey, Dip." I whispered, trying to my voice from sounding groggily and to avoid from waking Stan or Ford.

"You awake?"

It was evident that he was wearing his classic apologetic smile, even from on the phone.

"Am now." I breathed with a small laugh. I felt myself smiling just by talking to him.

I froze momentarily; did I sound lusty? Was I doing this right? How do you, do phone sex? Is this phone sex? My mind was reeling with unanswered questions.

I heard a low laugh that made my chest pinch.

"Yeah, I figured. Sorry about that – "

"No, it's fine."

I inwardly cringed and did a face-palm… that sounded so wussy.

"I just got home about twenty minutes ago and Mabel said I should give you call. She said something happened when I was away."

My smile fell. I suddenly felt deflated; of course Mabel set this up. Figures… he didn't call because he wanted to. Feeling somewhat dejected, I let out a hushed sigh of disappointment. But, did it seriously take him twenty minutes to call me?

"Uh, yeah, actually. I… um… got accepted to all the colleges I applied to." I stated bluntly.

There was no use in trying to sound appealing, or sexy, over the phone by heavily breathing everything I said if he didn't purposely call me. I lied back down on the bed, resting my head on the soft pillow. I wondered if he could hear my pining for him.

"Really!? Th-that's great Paz!" He whisper-yelled, a smiled smile snuck back on my face, "Shit. I-I should've been there to celebrate. It would've been better than leaving for… what I did."

Curiosity began to nip at me.

"Oh? What did… you do?" I asked, attempting to sound nonchalant.

There was a pause.

"I was just… getting things done before summer. You know, finishing things up. I'll tell you more about it later when I get there."

"Okay. Guess I'll see you then…"

"Yeah. See ya, Paz," He said softly. I covered the mouthpiece and brought it to my chest and incredulously, silently mouthed 'Oh my god!' to an invisible Mabel. What the fucking hell, Dipper?

Warmth was spreading all throughout my body and the tingling started to mainly take place 'downstairs'. I felt embarrassed by how easily he could affect my insides from just his voice.

"Bye, Dip," I responded with a smile I'm sure he could hear.

I hung up the call and, with all my might, gently placed my phone on my nightstand. I looked at my clock and saw it say 12:09. I faced the ceiling and stared at it for a few moments.

"Jesus fucking Christ," I mumbled disbelievingly as my hands covered my warm face.

I turned on my side, staring out the window my bed perpendicularly faced. Placing my hand under my pillow, I tried to keep my eyes closed and dreamt that this week would fly by.