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"Yes sir. Everything is good." I close the fridge after taking a bottle of cold water with my free hand. My left hand is holding up my phone pressed against my ear.
"Are you studying as expected?" My uncle questions again.
"More than expected sir." He laughs at that.
"Good."
Zayn flashes me a smile from where his butt is planted on. He's busily playing video games in the living room.
"And I've told you not to call me sir Cade. I'm your uncle, not your boss." A chuckle leaves my lips.
"Okay Uncle Kent." He reminds me of the things I am told to do and keep up, before ending the call.
I blow out a deep breath, drink my water, then proceed to the living room.
"What did he say this time?" Zayn ask before I could even sit down.
"The usual." I take my biology textbook that's on the coffee table, along with my notes and other textbooks.
I open my book, ready to jot down notes, but something that has been sitting on my brain uncomfortably, takes my focus.
Something that I know will hurt me, but I also it's what is best for all of us.
Something that will make me not think about Freya anymore and make me forget about her completely.
"Are you ever gonna tell Freya?" I didn't look at Zayn cause I know he heard me.
"Tell Freya what?" He ask nonchalantly.
Must you make me say the words Zayn?
"Are you ever gonna tell her that you like her?" My eyes are on the book, still I can feel Zayn's eyes now fixated at the side of my face.
He keeps silent for a while and for a moment, I thought he wouldn't respond, until he did.
"I don't know." I look at him at the sound of his voice. He has a sad look in his eyes.
"You don't know?" He nods.
"Dude, you've had a crush on her since you were in middle school and you're saying you don't know?" His face falls even more, but it just wasn't his.
My heart is hurting from this thing I'm doing. But it doesn't matter because it's the right thing to do.
Zayn has had the biggest crush on Freya for the longest time. He always talked about her anytime we talked over the phone when I was back home. I always encouraged him to actually talk to her and confess his feelings.
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Cade
Teen Fiction"This isn't you Cade." My voice is small. I don't know if I'll ever understand why he suddenly changed, but I'm grateful he did. Whatever happened to him is a benefit to what is happening to us right now. Cade tucks the strands of my hair that fall...