The Kiss Bet: Oliver & Sara Oneshots

Love Letters

"Oliver,

I'm sorry that I'm too nervous to approach you about this, and I know that you may not even read this in the first place, you don't really seem into this kinda stuff so it wouldn't surprise me. If you see this, then I guess you are reading this, and I guess that means that I'm telling you now... You've always intrigued me, Oliver Yang. You're different, in a good way. I suppose it took a bit longer than it should have for me to realize when that intrigue turned into feelings. As much as I want to tell you, I'm terrified, so, for now, I'm here, hiding behind a letter, confessing my crush...

~anonymous"

Oliver raised an eyebrow as a small frown came to his face in confusion, staring at the paper with the delicate handwriting. Who could have written this? He let out a small hum as he thought, trying to figure out who it may have been. Fighting back a blush, he read it over and over, trying to strike some sense of familiarity. It was the student's lunch period, and upon arriving at his locker to put some things away, he had seen a small piece of folded paper taped to the outside, only to find such a letter written inside.

He nearly jumped out of his skin upon Patrick tapping his shoulder with Sara not far behind, assumably coming to get him for lunch.

"Woah, didn't mean to scare you Subwayboy!" He laughed out as Oliver's blush grew and he unconsciously tried to hide the letter.

However, this hadn't gone unnoticed by Patrick and he quickly asked, amused, "hey, what are you trying to hide?"

"N-nothing!" Oliver spoke loudly, concealing it behind his back.

"Oh now you HAVE to show us," the brunette practically jumped him, reaching all around him as Oliver swatted his hands away from the note, "why are you hiding it?? Did Subs get a love letter?!"

Sara, who had been quiet, then stepped in looking slightly panicked as she tried to grab his arm, "leave him alone, Pat! He clearly doesn't wanna show us!"

"What's up with YOU, Sara? You've been acting all weird and now you're trying to let Oliver hide his love letter?? Come on, you know you wanna know!" He said without stopping his attempts to grab at the paper.

A small blush grew on her cheeks as she finally managed to pull Patrick off of the poor boy, "I just think you shouldn't force him to show us if he doesn't want to!"

Both of the boys brushed themselves off as Oliver shot a glare at Patrick, shoving the note into his pocket, "fine, fine... But this isn't over."

He was right, it was not, in fact, over.

"Oliver,

I'm sorry. I saw that you got my letter, I didn't mean to cause any trouble for you, I know people were bugging you about it, or at least Patrick was. I don't know why I thought this was a good idea in the first place, for all I know you probably have feelings for another girl. I hope you can forgive me for the trouble, and I hope today is better for you, you won't have to worry about this again.

~anonymous"

The next day had come, and with it, another letter. This time, however, he had some words of his own. He grabbed a paper from his bag and quickly scribbled a message onto it, shoving the girl's note into his pocket and taping his onto the locker in a noticeably different way as to grab her attention if she were to see. He was too intrigued to let this fall through at this point, he had to at least know who had written them. Whoever she was, she was probably right, he did in fact have feelings for another girl.

Unless....

Heat rose to his cheeks at the thought of the possibility that this could have been written by the girl he so adored, though he'd never admit it. But there was absolutely no way, she didn't like him at all.