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Lando held my arm, I tried to free myself from his grip, but he was too strong.... 

"Let me go!" I shouted.

"Shh, don't shout I just think we need to talk" said Lando, who had his index finger in front of his mouth.

"I don't want to talk to you, we have nothing to talk about, we're not friends right?" 

"W-what, what do you mean we're not friends?" he said slowly with disbelief in his eyes.

"Well you were the one who confirmed that we are not friends" I snarled. 

"What nonsense, when did I say that?" he said in frustration. 

"You didn't literally say it but, how you acted towards me confirmed it in my eyes" I turned around so I didn't have to see his face.

"Lila, come on you know I care about you" 

"It doesn't seem like it, you're confusing me I really don't know what you think of me. Be clear about your feelings for once" I turned myself to him again, with my gaze on him. 

"I don't know how I feel about you and believe me, I'm also looking for the answers to the question, but one thing is for sure I don't hate you, believe me on my words okay?" he said as he put his hand on my shoulder.

"I don't know what to do with it, but anyway I'm going downstairs I think James is worried." I said softly with a lump in my throat. 

He nodded and walked into the boys' toilet of the restaurant. I was partly glad because I knew now he didn't hate me. But I still didn't know what he really thought of me. I walked slowly to the table where not only James but now George and Max were sitting. After the conversation with Lando, I had completely forgotten that they were there too. This is going to be a long night... I walked over to the table and took a seat. 

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked, looking at Max with a slightly angry expression. 

"We wanted to watch football, and we made a reservation here, and coincidentally-" Max started.

I interrupted him, unable to hear the excuse. "Stop your nonsense, why the hell are you here?" I snarled.

"Did something happen?" asked George.

"No, I'm just frustrated I guess" I said in a higher voice than usual.

"It will be fine, do you want to talk about it?" asked James softly.

"No, it's just me sorry" I looked at the ground.

"If there is something little one, you can tell me and you know it" said Max.

"I know, sorry I overreacted" I said with sincere regret. 

"Ah, happens to us all" said Max crossing his arms.

"Sorry guys, I don't know what's wrong with me I'm quite confused I guess..." I said.

"Will be fine, you can talk to me about it" said James.

I nodded slowly "I know, it's okay" 

5 minutes later two waiters arrived with our food. I hadn't ordered anything myself, so I was very curious about who and what they had ordered for me. 

"And who ordered the pasta carbonara?" said the friendly waiter with a large plate of pasta in his hand. 

"This beautiful lady" said James smiling and pointing at me. 

The waiter nodded and placed the plate in front of me, I smelled the mouth-watering aroma of the pasta. I picked up the napkin that was next to my cutlery and placed it on my lap, as it should be. I picked up my cutlery to take a bite when Max stopped me.

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