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Warning: Joe has a flashback about when him and Liana have sex but it doesn't actually say the actual sex part, just the part of before the actual intercourse. so if you're not into that stuff I'll warn you when it is coming up.

EDIT*** I decided to include the actual sex part mwahaha love u hoes

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"You better get comfortable if you really want to listen to this." I explained, sitting down on the bed. He slowly laid down on the other twin bed, putting the covers over himself.

"It'll be my bedtime story."

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, so before I moved back to Britain, I lived here in Orlando, Florida for twelve years. From when I was six to when I was eighteen." I explained.

"Yeah, yeah. I know that part."

"Okay, well, Liana was the first person to ever speak to me on the first day of school. I guess from then, I stuck to her like glue."

"So then, why do you two have a k-" he stopped himself. I raised an eyebrow.

"A what?"

"Uh, I mean, why do you two have a connection?"

"I'm getting to that."

"Right."

"I'm guessing that you figured that we were best fiends. Which we were. She was my literally my best friend. She even helped me get dates with other girls," I said, remembering this one girl I was obsessed with. Hannah Morrison.

"Did you help her get dates?"

"Oh, no. She didn't need my help. She didn't need any help at all. She was so gorgeous that she didn't need no bloody help. All the boys fancied her like mad, although she didn't even really notice." I said, starting to lay down on my bed.

"I mean, she is pretty."

"Of course she is. Amara is definitely pretty, too." I said, but I looked down to her as a little sister.

"Uh- yeah, I guess." Caspar said, becoming flustered. I turned my head to him, and I could see his cheeks turning red. I raised an eyebrow again.

"You fancy Amara?"

"No! Caspar, I have a girlfriend. Remember, Emma?"

"Yeah, I know. But you seemed a little. . . troubled there."

"This isn't about me! This is about you and Liana," he exclaimed, changing the subject. "So, did you guys ever date?"

"Well, technically no." I said, disappointed in myself. "But we acted like a couple. Okay, so we're close and best friends, ya know? So then, one late night in the summer before Year 12, we admitted our feelings for each other in her bedroom. I secretly fancied her since I was 16, but I shook it off because I had a girlfriend."

Caspar nodded his head. "Hannah Morrison."

I gave him a weird look. "How do you know that? I never even told you-"

"I watched your YouTube video on you reading your diary. You were obsessed with her. I figured that you finally got together with her."

"Aw, you remember from my video," I said, putting my hand to my heart.

He smiled cheekily, and I turned my head back to the ceiling.

"So, yeah. That night I figured out that she had fancied me back ever since I finally got Hannah to be my girlfriend. I think I was like, 17? Anyways, we kissed for a long time that night and held hands. That was all."