Chapter Seven

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2009

It's been a week since Oliver came over to talk. In that week I've done nothing but think about him. I was in over my head thinking he could change because I know for a fact he's already slept with someone else. I know he's not my boyfriend and I shouldn't care but it still hurt. Especially after he told me that he didn't want anyone else that he wanted to be with me.

So today, I was spending time with my friends, haven't done that since the night I left with Oliver. Plus, I had to talk to someone about me and him otherwise I was going to explode. All these emotions that made me feel sick were getting the better of me.

I walked to big belly burger to meet them. I was early. I needed a walk to think about what i was going to say and I needed a minute to myself first.

I sat waiting for everyone else after already ordering a strawberry milkshake. They're my favourite and I they're like my comfort food.

"Hey." My friend Charlie said. She was in my class at MIT. There was never a dull moment when she was around. 

"Oh hey." I didn't even notice her walk in.

"What's wrong?" I knew she would noticed. Eventhough Charlie was outgoing and a party animal, She was also the one who always made me feel better when I was upset. She always listened to how other's felt.

"I have something to tell you but I  don't want the other's to find out just yet.

"I can keep a secret." I took a deep breath.

"When we celebrated our graduation three months ago, I left the club with some guy." She nodded. Of course she knew this, I ditched then and I'm pretty sure I told them I was leaving. "But now I can't stop thinking about him. He has a girlfriend and he's not a commitment type of guy." 

"So what's the problem? Do you like him?"I nodded.

"I do. He called me last week and he came to my house to talk. We talked about that night and the morning after but I'm not comfortable going any further with him while he's got a girlfriend." I explained.

"So what exactly did he tell you?" She asked leaning forward with her hands clasped.

"He told me that he couldn't stop thinking about me but knew that i didn't want the same thing he wanted. That he's losing his mind not talking to me. But I can't go there. His family is crazy and I know that is be made out to be a goldigger."

"Who is He?" She asked and I took a deep breath.

"Oliver Queen." I mumbled and she gasped.

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