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"Hey, Liv, wait up." Noah calls, jumping away from the wall as I walk out of the building, running to come next to me.

"What?"

"Can we talk?"

"About?"

"What happened."

"Okay. Um, what happened?"

"The things that I said-"

"Noah, I said it's fine."

"No, Liv. I know you better then that. I can't believe I was dumb enough to say that crap."

"It's fine. You opened my eyes. I've tried to become less trouble for Lin."

"How?"

"I avoid him as much as I can. I try not to tell him too much. Stuff like that."

"God dammit, Liv. I was being an idiot who was doing anything to make you stop starving yourself. I didn't mean any of that. I was looking for other ways to help you and I just made everything worse."

"Not for Lin. Maybe Phillipa because I went to her instead. Well, I let her see some cuts."

"Do the same for Lin, please."

"Noah, I can't. I'm already enough trouble."

"This is my fault."

"That's the depression speaking."

"It's not." We turn the corner. "I messed up."

"You didn't."

"Olivia!" He yells.

"I said It's fine. You helpe-" he grabs my waist and pulls me against him, our lips combining.

"I'm sorry." He says, his hands still around me. "Wow, I even made it worse." He lets go. "I'm so sorry. I know what you've been through. Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm fine. But why did you do that?"

"I don't know."

"No offense, but yuck."

"Am I a bad kisser?"

"No. We are not meant to be like that."

"I agree." He says, genuinely. "Friends it is?"

"The best of." He gives me a quick hug.

"You wanna come over Saturday. Maybe Aleigha and Ashely can come too like we used to.

"Sound fun. Bye."

"Go show Lin your cuts. Bye." Lin doesn't need to see them.
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Lins POV

"What?" I say.

"She didn't say anything?" Antony asks, sitting across from me at the table in a small room in the theater.

"Not a word. Are you serious?"

"Yes. Right around the block from your place."

"Why didn't you say anything until today?"

"We thought she would tell you."

"Are you kidding? She tells me nothing! But I thought she would at least mention something like this. I thought she was mad at him."

"Well, she didn't slap him or anything." Jazzy says. "They talked, kissed, talked some more, then hugged, and went separate ways. I think their dating."

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