Chapter Twenty- Four

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A/N im sorry Im a terrible person for not updating this in like ages yet im here again and in DT :D

I spend most of the day in mine and Caspar's room, unpacking clothes while blasting Nirvana through the speakers of my iPhone.

At about lunch time, I hear a knock at the door. "Come in!" I yell, having no clue who it is. Joe walks in and looks at me. "Is this Caspar's room or do I have the wrong room number, sis?"

I gulp and try to hide some of my clothes under the bed like the fool I am. "Um.. I'm just helping Casp- um..Caspar unpack because I've unpacked all my stuff and yeah.." I trail offf. Wow I am so stuffed.

"So what room are you in?" I look around in desperation. And Joe looks at me.

"Charity, are you and Caspar..A thing?" I look at him. "Um..sort of."

"I knew it! The way you've been looking at each other! I knew it! I said to Zoe I thought you were together!" He says, smiling.

"So..are you okay with it?"

"Yeah of course I am, like he's my friend and I know that he'll take care of you."

A breathe a sigh of relief. "Thank god I thought you'd be really annoyed."

"No..why?" He says.

"I don't know." He pulls me into a hug.

"I'll support you no matter what."

Little did I know that was a lie.

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