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He doesn't like me back, O.
STORYLINE: You wake up the next day, with a huge hangover and with Bellamy by your side. The events come to your head, and you decide to run away, and act like it never happened.
Hungover! If you thought that living with 100 people was your worst nightmare, you were completely wrong. Hungover was your worst nightmare, without a doubt. It was like you had a bomb on your head and every step you took, was one step closer to detonate. Never drinking again, you thought to yourself.
You thought that if you drank that much, the next morning you wouldn't remember what you had done the previous night. But dammit, you did remembered. You remembered every single thing you had done and said. And all you wanted to do was hide in a hole and never get out of there.
You had woken up with a huge headache, stomach ache, thirsty and with Bellamy sleeping by your side. Panic taking over you, you decided to put on your clothes and ran away, with a mission on your mind. Ignore him. You not only had admitted your feelings for your best friend, but you had also taken off your clothes leaving you bare chest in front of him and embarrassing yourself by puking right outside his tent.
"Stupid, Y/n. You're so stupid." You said, hitting your head slightly against the dropship.
"What are you doing?" A voice coming from behind you startled you. You turned around, your head hurting like a bitch, to see Octavia looking at you with raised eyebrow. You just shrugged and walked away. "What happened last night?" She asked, following you. "Monty said that my brother took you to his tent. Did the alcohol made you finally admit your feelings for him?" You stopped and turned to look at her, in shock.
"What are you talking about?" You said, pretending you didn't knew what she was talking about. "He's my best friend." Or at least was, you thought.
"I didn't said otherwise." Octavia told you, crossing her arms over her chest. "Please! I'm not blind, I see the way you look at him."
"He doesn't like me back, O." You said, walking away again, toward you tent. You entered it and took off your clothes, replacing them with new ones.
When you got out of it, Octavia was standing in front of the tent with her arms still crossed. "He likes you, Y/n." She stated. "Everybody on this camp knows that."
"Octavia, stop it."
"He looks at you like you're the only girl in the world."
"Of course, that's why he sleeps with mostly of the girls in this camp."
"What happened last night?" She insisted.
You break eye contact with her and took a deep breath. "I told him... that I like him." You looked at her to see her smiling. "And I might had also done some... things."
Octavia looked at you confused. "Things? What things?"
"Hey big brother." Octavia said, as Bellamy entered the camp later in the afternoon. Bellamy turned his head to look at his sister. "What the hell? You leave with one almost healed wound and come back with five more?"
"Just a few scratches." He said. Octavia walked to him and touched his new wounds. "Ouch, what the hell, O?"
"Yeah, right. Just a few scratches." She mocked him. "They need to be disinfected. Go to the dropship, I'll go find Y/n." Octavia said. Apart from Clarke, you were the only other person with medical experience. And when it came to the Blakes you were the only 'doctor' who took care of their wounds.
Before she could walk away, Bellamy grabbed her arm. "O, no." He quickly said. "It's just some scratches, there's no need to worry her about this."
"Are you sure that's the only reason?" Octavia asked him, while his eyes searched the camp for any sign of you. "Or are you trying to ignore her too?" Octavia's face turned seriously and she punched him in the arm, getting his attention. "What the hell is your problem Bell?"
Bellamy grabbed his arm. Not that her punch had hurt. "My problem? What is YOUR problem?"
"My problem is you." She told him. Bellamy looked at her confused. "Y/n admitted her feelings for you and what did you do? Nothing." Bellamy ran his hands for his hair. "I know you like her. So, why didn't you said it?"
"She was drunk and I did said it." Octavia looked at her brother surprised. You had told her that he didn't said it back and now he was saying that he did. "I told her, but she was already sleeping. And this morning when I woke up she was gone and is been ignoring me since then."
"You need to tell her, Bell. She has been miserable, thinking that she made a fool of herself." Bellamy nodded his head, mumbling a 'I know'. "Go to the dropship. I'll go find her.
"What's the part that she's been ignoring me, that you didn't understood? She doesn't want to talk to me."
"Oh, believe me, she will." She walked away and Bellamy walked toward the dropship.
