A few hours later and the two of us (me and Fi, of course,) knocked on Olive's wooden door, a tiny guilty part of us hoping nobody would answer so that we could just go back to mine and spend more time together. I let out a breath of relief when after a few minutes nobody answered, but just as we were about to turn around the door opened to reveal a rosy cheeked Olive who seemed to be suspiciously flustered and as we headed inside we realised why sitting on the sofa was Enoch O'Connor. I smirked at the grumpy boy, positive that there had been a big wide grin on his face just before we entered. The four of us sat there praying that the others would arrive soon to relieve the awkwardness, though Fiona whispered something to him surprisingly managing to get a small quick smile out of him. I started to feel a swirl of jealousy down at the pit of my stomach. Sensing the jealousy, Olive ruffled my hair telling me that 'there was no need to become jealous and that they were just extremely close, as they counted each other as the other like family.' I sighed, was I really that easy to read? The door banged open as the others sauntered in kicking their shoes off messily. ''What movie are we watching? I hope it's not that terribly offensive James Bond movie." Millard spoke, sitting cross legged on the carpet of the spacey living room. "Millard, would you mind SHUTTING THE BLOODY HELL UP!" Enoch said, a look of annoyance on his face, making the girl beside him flinch in fear. Turns out we did end up watching the offensive James Bond movie, well some of us anyway. I was staring at Fiona the entire time wondering why she was sitting on the other side of the sofa, aka as far away from me as possible, her eyes were closed and she was leaning into Enoch, her hair covering parts of her face, but I could tell she wasn't asleep just resting. As I was looking at her I felt a pair of eyes on the side of my face. I turned to my left, eyes resting on Emma's face, a look of pure curiosity spread across her face. I had to admit it was a bit weird, with Jacob, the poor American, trying to figure out what was happening, wow he really was thick. Me and Olive were sitting next to each other, the optimistic girl fully focused on the movie. Myself, on the other hand, had my eyes focused on my gorgeous girlfriend lying next to my best friend. God my life was weird. Emma still hadn't stopped staring at me so I abruptly stood up grabbing her hand pulling her out into the kitchen. "Why are you staring at me, it's annoying." "So is you getting jealous of Fiona and Enoch, seriously get a hold of yourself." She shot back a smirk placed on her lips, I started to blush furiously "I am not jealous!" I told her, "really, then why are you blushing ?" "God your soooooooo annoying," I stated bluntly.
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