"I see through those silent lies of yours, Liv."
𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫, the girl who's known to be mute in school. No one knows why though, and she doesn't want anyone to know either. Only her best friend and this certain boy want to know why. S...
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"Deck the halls-"
"Don't even start," I cut Danny and Noah off, not allowing them to sing their Christmas songs.
"You need to get into the Christmas spirit," Danny complains in the backseat of my car, his head resting on Noah's shoulder as Olivia laughs at us in the seat beside me.
"I can be in the Christmas spirit without the terrible singing." It's Christmas Eve, although it sure doesn't feel like it, and everyone's coming over to my house for our friend's Christmas or whatever. We also all decided to do a secret Santa thing last minute, on top of whatever people already brought each other.
"Deck the halls with boughs of holly," my own girlfriend goes against me now, causing her brother and Danny to sing terribly along with her.
As much as I love Olivia, the singing could use some work. I'm sorry. But so does mine, so I've got no room to talk.
It's nice to admit I love Olivia, because I really fucking do. I can't wait to admit that to her tonight, that I love her, even when I'm so fucking nervous to the point that just thinking about it right now has my palms sweating.
I think back to months ago, the very beginning of the school year, when I'd just watch Olivia from afar-not creepily. I still regret not ever just talking to her way sooner.
✯ August
"Adrian, just talk to her. It's as simple as that." I'm snapped back to reality by Danny, looking away as Olivia walks into the lunch room.
I frown when she doesn't go up to get lunch. She never does. She rarely accepts the parts her friend tries to give her of her lunch too.
"That's easy for you to say," I mumble. Danny will talk to anyone and everyone without being nervous-he's an extrovert, if you will. Sometimes I am, sometimes I'm not, it just depends. But I'm a huge fucking introvert apparently now as I can't get myself to talk to her.
"Literally all you have to do is say hi," Ashton chimes in. These two always fucking team up against me when it comes to her.
"And what do I say from there?"
"I don't know, how are you or some shit." He shrugs and I scoff.
"Helpful."
"I'm tempted to go up to her and talk to her for you," Danny says.
"No, don't you fucking dare." Danny would say something about me that'd be embarrassing, for sure.
"Why? You wanna good first impression? Wanna seem so sweet for your crush?" he teases me, making fucking kissy faces that make me wanna punch him.
"Crush? I don't even know her?" This is the same conversation we have every fucking day.
"That doesn't really matter." Danny agrees with Ashton.
