TRUST - a brooklyn beckham imagine

CHAPTER 21

OLIVIA'S POV:-

"who did that?"

"that's really cute."

"did Yves do that?"

who is that thats so cute blah blah blah shut up! if he thinks that by doing this I will forgive him then no. and Yves..... that boy is soo.. gah. I will deal with him later.

"SHUT UP AND GO AWAY, EVERYONE!"  I shouted and everyone went silent and walked away. I started tearing up those posts.

"whats going on Olivia?" Sydney said.

"nothing. help me throw these away,"  I said and she nodded and picked up the post-it notes and threw them in the trash bin nearby.

SYDNEY'S POV:-

 I saw Olivia's cheeks turning red. was she blushing? who is so eager to tell sorry? what happened? I don't think so it's the right idea to ask her now. I don't think so Yves did it because she didn't say about any fight between them. 

"whats going on Olivia?" I asked as she was tearing the 100s of post-it notes saying sorry.

" nothing. help me throw these away."  it's better I do what she is saying. it isn't the right time to question her. I picked up the post-it notes which she tore and threw them in the trash at the end of the lockers.

" shit, it didn't work."

"well she was blushing and what u didn't notice was that faint smile which appeared on her face just for a second." is that Yves' voice?

"I think so I have made her madder at me." wait what is Brooklyn doing with him? I turned towards them and crossed my arms and raised my eyebrow. Yves elbowed Brooklyn to shut up as soon as he saw me glaring at them.

"pls don't tell her we are here." they said in their faintest voice.

"is something wrong?"  Olivia asked as she started making her way towards me.oh no, she should see Yves and Brooklyn here.

" umm noo. let's go from here!"  I chirped and dragged her away. I need to know what they were talking about.

YVES'S POV:-

thank god Sydney didn't tell Olivia that I and Brooklyn were hiding at the end of the lockers. 

"now what are we gonna do?" 

I sighed and said," let's meet up at my house. I should go before Olivia leaves without me."

"yeah see u later." and I rushed to her car. she was sitting inside eating a bar of mars. she had a stern look on her face.  I knocked on the window. she didn't look at me. I knocked again indicating to open the door. she lazily kept the chocolate, rolled the window half down.

"hey why didn't u opened the door?"  she looked at me accelerated to the car on the place, showed me a middle finger and drove off at full speed. oh god no she know I was behind the idea. is she pissed off at me too?

"Hey, what happened?" Brooklyn stopped his car in front of me.

" shown a middle finger and drives off at full speed. guess she knows I was behind the locker idea."

" sooooo u were behind it."  uh oh . it's Sydney. 

" uhh what locker idea?" we both said innocently.

" don't act innocent. tell me whats going in your mind."

"umm, nothing. believe me Sydney." she raised one of her eyebrows and twisted her mouth.

"oi is it safe to tell her?" Brooklyn whispered. she might come useful for my idea. This last idea of mine will surely work. I shook my head in yes.

"ok fine we will tell u but first get in the car we are going to my house to work on it."

"great then! " she chirped and hopped inside brooklyn's car.

"ooo u  have brought some friends."

"uhh yeah, mom we.. r working on some homework."

"ok, then I will bring some snacks for u all."

"yeah, thnx mom," I said and directed the way to my room.

"wow, u room is..harry potter themed?" Brooklyn said as he took a view of my room.

"just like Olivia. no wonder I always tell her that u both are made for each other. u should see how she-"

" ah ah, aa close that topic right there we need to focus on brooklyn's topic."

"ok as u wish."  she raised her hands in defense.

 "now tell me whats fishy." she said and we told her everything.

"hm so u fucked up."  she said as she chomped the last piece of the chocolate chip cookie.

"yeah really badly."

"but why r u so eager to be friends with her again? I mean you are famous and handsome and hot anyone will be ready to be your friend." she looked at him with suspicious eyes and his cheeks turned a bit red.

BROOKLYN'S POV:-

"but why r u so eager to be friends with her again? I mean you are famous and handsome and hot anyone will be ready to be your friend," she said and look at me with suspicious eyes. I didn't realize my cheeks turned a bit red. how should I tell her ? how should I tell her that I miss her smile. how should i tell her that how much it killed me when I realised that I broke her trust so badly and told her things that I shouldn't just because I believed some stupid rumours like an idiot, that I missed how she  pouts like a little 5-year-old girl when the steam of the coffee fogs up her glasses , i missed everything about her.

" because.. umm.. she was IS my first friend here." wrong actually Yves was my first friend here but I needed to tell her something or the other.i looked up at her and she was still looking at me with suspicious eyes.

 "okay let's get started with the plan."

A/N:- ooo what do u think is the plan.