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//Michael//

I thought about Olivia while I was driving back to my house. I had no idea what she thought about the kiss, well, it was more like a peck on the cheek. But still, it wasn't exactly part of the plan. Not that there really was a plan; I just really wanted to kiss her at that moment.

Yeah, I've liked Olivia for a while. But who didn't? She's one of the hottest girls in school and she gets to hang out with the popular crowd. That's exactly why I should've never kissed her.

I'm kind of a loser, everyone knows it. Olivia would never like a guy like me when she could have anyone she wants. She was probably just being polite when she smiled at me because she's one of the nicest people I know. Ugh, she's so amazing.

I went to sleep as soon as I got home feeling humiliated about earlier.

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//Olivia//

I was eager to see Michael at school. I really wanted to talk to him about what happened last night.

I had texted Tess about it shortly after it happened, just because I figured that what best friends do. After telling me, "I told you so," we fangirled about the situation.

I saw Michael in the hallway and walked up to him not caring what my friends would think if they saw me talking to him.

"Hey, Mikey," I said giving him a smile.

"Your friends might see you talking to me," he said back sounding cold and monotone. What was his deal? When he left my house last night I thought he liked me. Why was he acting so strange now?

"I don't care. You're more important to me." I said with a gentle smile.

"Are you sure because usually you seem pretty embarrassed to be around me," Michael accused me with a mean tone of voice.

"Where is all of this coming from, Michael?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows. The reality that what Michael said is true hit me and I began to be filled with guilt. Every other time I've talked to Michael at school I've been embarrassed of what other people would think about seeing us together.

"Just forget about it, Olivia," he said before walking away, probably to find his friends, the ones who weren't embarrassed to be around him.

I had a hard time paying attention to any of my classes that day. Michael's words were playing over and over again in my head. I should've never cared so much about what people like Lydia cared. Michael is the one who's actually been here for me. Michael is the one who cares about me, and I care about him.

Even when I got home I felt lonely and sad. Besides Tess, Michael is my only friend. We usually text each other constantly but now I don't really have anyone to talk to. I went to sleep early seeing as I had nothing better to do.

a/n

really short chapter but I didn't really know what to write, sorry!!

also, I'm going to try to be better about updating on a more regular basis from now on

love you guys, and thank you soooo much for reading, I hope you like it

-noel <3

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