Chapter 17

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I got the Lilah and Jazzy's room

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I got the Lilah and Jazzy's room. I told them everything. They gave me sad looks, I broke down crying.
"Why do I feel like this?" I ask, "it's not like I'm in love."
"Amie, I didn't want to say anything, but I think you are. You're in love with Liam. You can deny it, but the truth will always stay there with you." Lilah says, pulling me into a hug, tears still rolling down my eyes.
"Maybe, I am..." I sniffed.
"I knew it!" Jazzy burst, before suddenly realizing it was a bad time. "Whoops, sorry." She gave a soft smile, which I returned.
"Well, I can't do anything. Liam hates me." I say. Lilah's phone pings, she picks it up, looking at me to see if she could let me go, I let myself out of her embrace whilst she texted someone, her face becoming slightly more mad each text, I had never seen Lilah this mad before, matter of fact, I'd never seen Lilah mad before.
"Here, Liam." She passed me her phone. I begun to text his what's the worst that could happen, I looked at the previous messages first though.

                      Liam:

Me (Lilah): Dude! Wtf is wrong with you! She isn't dating Nate!

Liam: Bullshit, Sam told me!

Sam...I continued to read the messages.

Me (Lilah): If you believe a piece of shit then your dumber than i thought!

Liam: Whatever! Pass me onto Amie she isn't answering.

Me? Why does he want to talk to me?

Me: What.

Liam: Why the hell did you not tell me about you and Nate.

Me: Because me and Nate aren't together.

Liam: Not what Sam said.

Me: I don't care what Sam said. He's lying.

Liam: Hypocrite.

Me: If that's all. Respectfully, fuck off.

I handed the phone back to Lilah. I could not be asked with Liam.

After a while, we forgot about Liam. I don't know why'd he believed I was dating Nate, even if it was true, why would Liam of all people care. He'd be the last person I'd expect to give a fuck about my love life.

It eventually got dark, I soon fell into a deep sleep. Forgetting my thoughts and leaving them until tomorrow. Lilah and Jazzy were already as sleep at this time. As I slowly faded to sleep, the dimmer the light became.

(Word count: 401)

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