Chapter Eight -

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Ophelia's PoV

I'm posting my video today and I'm nervous. My viewers are going to think Jake and I are dating and if Jake sees the comments he might think he's made a mistake.

Or maybe I'm just overreacting and Jake won't mind. Or maybe my viewers will just see in the video that we're friends, hopefully.

I don't have anything to do today, so a walk would probably do me some good. I haven't had a lot of exercise lately. In fact, I've been spending an awful lot of time with Jake recently.

My feelings for Jake are constantly growing and sometimes I wonder if he feels the same way. He could be holding back, because I've not long been single.

I decide on going to the nearest park and aimlessly walking round with my headphones plugged into my phone.

There's something about that that is calming in a way. Soft music playing into my head and walking in a misty park.

I make my way to the park Jake and I found each other at that one time, also known as my favourite park.

I hum along to my music as my long legs stride out in front of me. My mind almost instantly drifting to the thought of Jake once again. What is this boy doing to me?

He's always in my head. I can't seem to escape him, not that it bothers me. People think about their best friends all the time, right?

Jake. Jake is all my mind can think about at the moment. I sigh softly and walk myself home.

Before I knew it I had arrived at the door of my flat. Going in would mean that I would have to upload the video. Well, I suppose I don't have to upload the video. Oh don't be silly of course I have to upload it. My viewers deserve it they've been waiting far too long.

Sighing I grab my laptop from my desk and start getting to work. My fingers glided gracefully across the keyboard of my laptop. Once the video uploaded I grabbed my phone from the coffee table.

Twitter :-

Ophelia-Newton: New video out now with my best friend Jake! I tested Jake on his knowledge of song lyrics! Xx

Not wanting to think about the video anymore I decide that heading to bed would be a good idea for once.

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The next day I had nothing played, as usual. I wasn't sure what Jake had planned for his day and I was too worried about being clingy too call him at 9am on a Tuesday morning.

Thinking about it, what was it like before I met Jake? I would spend most days with my ex, meaning most of my friends got restless stating I spent too much time with him, so they left not wanting to wast their time. Perhaps I did spend too much time with him. Maybe that was the reason we both fell out of love, we just spent too much time with each other. We didn't give each other enough space.

Sighing disappointed in myself I sulk back up to my bedroom and flop onto my bed. My head sinks into my pillow and my thoughts are swarmed by frustration. Maybe not seeing Jake for a bit would benefit the both us. I couldn't face loosing Jake now, he was like a rock after the breakup. Someone to cling onto for support.

As if Jake could read my thoughts my phone pinged alerting me that I had a text my Jake. I sigh in frustration and pick up my phone after a moment of hesitation.

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