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XIV. "the attention-giver"

cal in his "would i lie to you?" video :)))

+Ashley Marie+

"So, how have your days without Simon been?" Seana inquires whilst picking at her delicately painted acrylic nails.

My stomach squeezes the slightest at her question.

"Great," I lie with a smile. "It's a good thing I listened to you."

"Why?"

"He really is just trouble."

"See, Seana is always right, sweetheart," she sighs sweetly, adding a pinch of annoyance to my mood. I know that she's a bit sassy and snobby sometimes but it will never not bother me when she gets like this. I agreed to deal with the stuck up side of her personality when we became friends.

"Anyways," I say to pull her away from that matter.

"Anyways, how is Cal?"

"What about him?"

"Are you going to fake break up with him any time soon? It's pretty much pointless for you guys to be fake dating." My cheeks burn a bright red.

"I-I don't know, I kind of forgot we were still in that. It'll just fade away I think." She cocks an eyebrow with a questioning expression.

"Why not just break it off?"

"I'm not sure," I reply hesitantly.

"You like the attention, don't you?" she says comically and moves to look into my eyes for a confirmed answer. Her observation fuels the flaming heat of my blush.

"I...um-" She cuts me off as she throws her head back and lets out a loud laugh.

"Ashley Marie! I can't believe this!"

"Shut up! I never said anything!"

"You didn't need to say anything, your reaction screamed a response."

"Can we not talk about this, Seana?"

"Oh, you don't have to be embarrassed, boo. We've all been there. We all love the attention."

"I don't just like the attention, I actually appreciate Callum."

"'Appreciate'. Mmhm."

"Seana, stop it, I do like Cal."

"Yeah, and Santa Clause exists."

"Hey! That was uncalled for."

"You're a literal child."

"Stop acting like my non existent mum."

"I'm just teasing, Ash," she says and smiles, pulling me into a tight hug.

"You were being mean," I say and frown, crossing my arms like a child with a tantrum.

"I was just scolding you for lying about liking Callum."

"I'm not-" I start to protest, but stop mid-sentence to pick up my phone, suddenly having a mad idea.

"Uh, you were saying something?" Seana asks as I begin to text Cal.

me: cal

me: cal are u there

me: callummmm