The Crush and the Crushed No.4

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*Whitney's POV*
My eyes stung a bit from the tears that try to swell in my eyes. When they kissed I had gotten of balance and I grabbed onto the side of the locker row I was hiding behind causing a loud thud. Luckily they were too involved in kissing to care. Why am I even upset? I mean I don't even know him and it's not like we're together I got lost in my thoughts as I wiped my eyes trying not to mess up my eyeliner. After I was done I walked out of the bathroom and heard the bell ring. Juuuuust great Whitney! Now lunch is over! I mentally yelled at myself hearing my stomach growl. I walked to class a bit gloomily about all the events that had taken place. As I saw my class up ahead I felt someone jerk me back by my arm "WHAT ARE YOU DOI-" I was cut off by a gorgeous smile. Tyler? "Hey.." He said running a hand through his dark hair. "Um hi" I reply awkwardly "So you wanna go out sometime maybe?" He said with a hopeful but cocky look in his eyes "No thanks.." I trailed off turning on my heel to get to my class that I'm now late for. "Wait!" He exclaimed "why not?" He asked puzzled "Because I don't want to" I reply simply. I don't want him to know that I was spying on him.."Well why don't you?!" He pressed, his smirking attitude was completely gone now. "I don't like players" I said walking a bit fast down the hall. It's true, I don't like players. I scurried into class avoiding the wondering eyes from my two friends "Where were you?" Justin asked with a tinge of concern in his voice. I shook my head at him and waved him off because honestly I didn't wanna talk about it. After school let out I said bye to my friends and walked towards the double doored exit. When I had made it to the parking lot I saw Tyler flirting with another girl. It was a brunette that was almost as tall as him, she looked like a senior So he doesn't have a type..I think to myself. He looks at me then smirks with a wink before kissing the brunette. IS HE TRYING TO HURT ME??! I pondered but was pulled out of my thoughts as the bus pulled up. The ride home was short and thank The Lord for that! I rushed in and went to my room. I finished my homework and decided to watch some netflix. My phone lit up and I looked down to see that the boys had texted me in our group chat. "Do y'all want to go to the movies tonight at 8?" The message was from Tristen, he wanted to go see the new Hunger Games movie "Sure" Justin and I reply. Getting up from my comfy bed I headed downstairs to ask my mom if I can go. "Hey mom, can I go to the movies with some friends tonight?" "OH OF COURSE HUN! What time??" She says enthusiastically "8" I simply reply with a shrug "thanks mom" I say before going to get ready. I decide to wear light faded jean shorts, a white "Ain't no wifey" tanktop, and some black vans. I straightened my long hair and curled it at the ends, I did my usual foundation routine with a winged eyeliner and a bold burgundy lip. I put in some large hoop earrings and a stud earring in my nose. I looked at myself in the mirror making sure that I looked okay and then I headed towards the door "OH HUN YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL!" My mom said brining me into a suffocating hug "Mom..the hair!!" I saying struggling to breathe "oh yes! My bad dear" as we pulled into the theater parking lot I saw Justin and Tristen waving at me. "They're some nice looking boys" my mom said trying to keep her smile in "We're just friends" I say getting out of the car waving at my mom as she pulls out of the parking lot. As the three of us walk in I notice that there are a lot of people which kinda makes me nervous. "3 tickets for Hunger Games please" Tristen tells the nice lady at the desk. As we walk in it's already dark so we cautiously find our seats. As we sit down I can't help but notice the couple walking by. It's dark so I can't see them clearly but I get a weird feeling in my stomach as they pass by, I shake it off and continue to watch the movie. Afterwards the guys and I decide to play in the arcade. "YOURE GOING DOWN DORK" I yell to Tristen while racing him. We were playing a racing game and he was obviously winning but I wasn't gonna go down that easily. As we get to the finish line I decide to use my acceleration power stuff that I had been saving for the perfect time. I does past him and won "WHAT" Tristen yelled throwing his hands up "IN YO FACE" I say and we all laugh "You guys are such nerds" Justin scoffs "But you love us!" Tristen and I yell in unison. I excuse myself to the bathroom and as I'm walking across to the darkened hall I see a dark figure with a girl it was the couple from inside the theater. They were kissing and being all lovey dovey and I couldn't help bit to want that as I passed them in the hallway I notice that it isn't any couple..it's Tyler and the Blonde girl. I felt a pain in my stomach but kept walking. He noticed that it was me but by the time he had noticed it was too late, I was already gone.

*Tyler's POV*
"So tonight was fun" the blonde girl said looking at me. To be honest I couldn't even remember her name "Yea it was Carol" I said hoping that my guess was correct "It's Katy" she said looking taken back by my loss of memory "I knew that! I was just messing with you! I would never forget such a beautiful girl's name" I said trying to recover with a smile she didn't look totally convinced but I leaned in and kissed her anyway. As we kissed I noticed the same girl I had seen in the theater and as she got closer I noticed that it was..WHITNEY??! Even though it was dark I am almost positive that I saw a flash of hurt in her eyes which killed me a little. Why do I care? She could have had me but she said no so it's her loss I said trying to shake off my feelings.

                   *Author's Note*
Hi guys! I hope you're liking the story so far! Right now I have been doing some editing to make the story better so any feedback is much appreciated!!
Don't forget to like/comment/share my lovelies! Btw the cover photo is Tyler isn't he cute?! K, bye.
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