60 days of learning love ✔️

Part 15

Olivia POV

If the bitch doesn't answer soon, I might have to go on a rampage.

It's not like I need to know where he is 24/7, I just need him to reply to my messages.

I am allowed to be worried about my boyfriend, and what if he's ruining the plan by kissing some other girl? What if someone from school sees him kiss a girl, or guy, and then figures out that he doesn't love me and therefore our lives will be a living hell again?!?

Sometimes I wish that Noah was fully straight, it would allow him to suffer less in the future. Even now, we're both being tormented for being "gay" and our lives have barely began. If Noah continues to act the way he does around that stupid coffee boy, then he's going to be bullied for the rest of his life.

He needs to fall in love with me. And if I need to keep him away from Tyler to ensure that he will, I would do it without a single regret.

I'm so lucky I'm straight.

Ugh! I really can't be bothered to wait for a reply, maybe I should just call him instead. I probably should have done that a while ago, why am I so stupid?!? I should have remembered that Noah never has his phone on silent, so the constant ringing would have woken him up or at least caught his attention. Why the fuck didn't I think of that earlier instead of worrying so much!?

I dialled his number and after about 6 seconds, he picked up.

"Olivia? What's wrong?"

He sounded fine, so that was something. He didn't sound like he was hurt, but he also didn't sound like he had only just woken up. Did that mean he was ignoring me? If the fucker was ign-

"Olivia? You still there?"

He tore me away from my thoughts. Probably a good thing he did.

"yeah I'm still here, where the fuck are you right now? You didn't reply to my message earlier so I got worried" I said, almost shouting at him.

"oh, shit, sorry. I didn't realise you messaged me, but I'm fine. I'm with someone else at the moment, and he's-" Noah whispered something for a few seconds, obviously talking to someone beside him, I could only hear a little of what was being said but he started laughing "what the fuck are you doing? No, you look stupid. Wait... Don't come any closer, you absolute prick". I could hear a high pitched squeal, but it wasn't a sound as if he was in danger, it was the sound you make when somebody tickles you.

The few seconds of being left out of the conversation ended and he started talking to me again "so I can't stay on call for long, but I am A-okay, perfectly dandy, just great actually, fabulous in fact" He sounded anything but A-okay, he sounded extremely nervous and flustered. He dropped his voice to a whisper again and I couldn't hear what he was saying this time, and he was talking to whoever the fuck was with him again, but this time he sounded even more nervous when he next spoke to me. "Can I call you back later? I promise I'm fine, thanks for worrying!".

And with that, he hung up. Didn't even give me chance to ask who he was with.

So, my boyfriend is with someone right now. I don't know who. I don't know where. And I don't know why. That's just fucking fantastic, isn't it?

Well, he didn't say anything about needing help. And he did sound okay until something happened that made him squeal and sound anything but A-okay. So basically, he sounded okay before he said he was okay. That sentence is so weird, but you get what I mean. He went from calm and collected one second, to flustered and nervous the next.

After a while I decided to stop worrying about Noah and get some sleep instead. I don't know when my brother or his boyfriends will be back but I'm sure they won't mind me sleeping on the sofa. I could just go to my room but I'm far too lazy for that.

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It was night-time when I woke up again. My brothers shoes were on the shoe rack so I knew he was back, I'm glad the fucker didn't wake me up because that was a pretty fucking good sleep.

I checked my phone to see a message from Noah and one missed call.

From Noah:

Hey Olivia! Sorry about earlier, I had something I needed to deal with. I did call you back but you didn't answer, I figured you were sleeping. You did get pretty drunk last night so I wouldn't be surprised if you had a hangover that you needed to sleep off. Do you wanna hang out at the coffee shop tomorrow? Maybe we can talk more about the plan because we're not making any progress these days, we still need people to think we're in love.

Sent at 3:54 pm.

Why does he always type a fucking paragraph when he wants to explain something. It's just so much to read in one go and it's such a boring thing to type. Even though it only looks longer that it actually is, it's still incredibly boring. He doesn't know how to message people like a normal fucking person, sometimes it's annoying. Oh well, I guess it's part of his charm.

I have 52 days left to fall in love with him, and his way of messaging. That may seem like a lot of days, but it's already been 8 days and I'm not even close to loving him.

He's funny, cute and weird. What's not to love?

I probably shouldn't stress so much about this. There's still a lot of time. And he is already my best friend, so it can't be hard to love him if he's already a friend. I could fall madly in love with a fictional character in less than a day, so a real human being can't be too difficult. The only difference is that Noah has imperfections. Many imperfections. But I'll love them all one day.

52 days. Its fine. It's A-okay. Its fucking perfect.

I replied to Noah's message after my train of thought stopped moving for a couple of seconds and then started again, pulling me back to reality quickly.

From Olivia:

Yeah, tomorrow sounds good!

And also, stop sending me the most boring explanations on the planet. I nearly fell asleep again.

Sent at 6:43 pm.

After I sent the message, I turned my phone off and instantly fell back into a comfortable sleep.

Me and him are going to have to come up with a better plan if we want this to work.