"Why don't you just tell him then?"
"It's not that easy Mary... for one, if he doesn't feel the same it'll be awkward and we'll probably drift apart and our friendship would be over," I paused for a second, just the thought of losing my best friend makes me want to throw up, "But, if he does feel the same, what will happen if we break up?" I insisted.
"You never know if he likes you Sheila. Just give it a chance."
"I don't know Mary..." I say as I slouch on the bar stool making it swivel a bit, "I better get home before my mom worries about me... see ya Mary."
As I made my way home the thought of Paul and that girl together never left my mind, they're probably watching that film laughing, and Paul is probably flirting with her. He seemed to fancy her as much as she seemed to fancy him.
Will he ring me tonight and tell me all about it? Will he even ring me at all? All these sudden thoughts made me feel sad, heartbroken, and mad all at once. But why am I even surprised? Paul and I would of probably never been more than just friends anyway so why am I even acting this way?
I love him. I've loved him since the first time I visited his house, since the day I cared for him when he was sick and couldn't even get out of bed, since the day he cared for me when I got sick because of him, since we took that late night walk to see a film and ended up getting soaked on the way there, since the day I met him. It's pretty silly to say I'm in love with him, but I couldn't help it. I loved every single thing about him, his flaws, the way he laughs at himself or me, when his eyes twinkle when he talks about something he loves, his lips, and his soft hair. It was impossible not to love Paul. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my head but they wouldn't leave, I was going mad.
When I walked inside my house I felt somewhat relieved, but the thoughts still lingered in my mind.
"Hey mom." I muttered as I walked into the kitchen to grab something to eat.
"What's wrong?" She asked as she walked in the kitchen and leaned on the counter.
"Nothing, why?"
"Well you usually walk in the door and yell throughout the house like some mad man"
"Oh... well I'm not really in the mood right now..." I replied then grabbed some left over soup from the fridge.
"Well don't spoil your dinner, we're going to eat out today." She stated then walked back to the living room making me put the soup back in the fridge.
When I finally got to my room I threw my bag on my bed and put on a record to try to calm me down and forget about Paul and that girl.
As the music quietly played I tried to focus on the music to try to fall asleep.
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"SHEILA ARE YOU READY YET!?" My mother yelled making me jump awake. I probably slept for two hours straight since the music wasn't even playing anymore.
"Uh, almost!" I yelled back as I rushed to the bathroom to try to fix my hair.
"Crap!" I yelled whispered when my hair didn't want to stay up.
"HURRY UP WE'RE LEAVING!" My mom yelled again. I gasped as I hurried to just let my hair be and ran downstairs.
"Took you long enough!" My sister blurted out then walked out the door to the car.
"So where are we eating?" I asked when I hopped into the car.
"Well they opened a new Chinese place next to the mall, you guys want to eat there?"
"Yeah that'll be great mom."
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As my mom ordered our food I couldn't help but admire the restaurant, it was pretty small but it wasn't that bad. There was a bunch of random pictures and the waiters looked nice. As I continued to admire the small Chinese restaurant my eyes landed on Paul.
'What was he doing here?' I thought. Then I realised why.
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HI OMFG
This was the crappiest chapter I've ever written in my whole life I swear.
I promise it'll get better soon, this chapter was more to get to know about Sheila's feelings towards Paul and stuff.
BUT IT WILL GET BETTER PLEASE BEAR WITH ME
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