Make Him Fall For You

Chapter 4 - I Hate My True Love

Chapter 4 - I Hate My True Love

Hazel Dylan on the side--->

Enjoy the chapter:)

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It's him. These two words were never simple. They seemed simple but they actually had a heavy meaning. And now it is a lot more than that heavy meaning. It's him. Jacob Evans. The player of the century.

"It's Jacob! Isn't this a miracle?"April exclaimed. She seemed even more excited than me but somehow I felt worried. I felt tears filling my eyes but I blinked them back. Venice must've noticed that so she took April with her.

We had small waves of goodbyes before they vanished out of my sight.

Why does it have to be him? Can it be the better type of boys like... Pete? I do not have a crush on Pete, but he seemed... a better choice. It can't be him. I repeated these words in my head 4 times but I still have the urge to cry. I swallowed a few times and went to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror. I look fine. I am not the type of people whose eyes and nose gets all puffy and red when they cry. I am the kind that got very little reddish on my face when I cry. It's the only one good thing I could think about now.

After I got home, I laid on my bed, buried my head into my pillow and thought about what happened.

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I got a text from April after dinner.

A: Are you alright? Shall I come over for tonight? :)

H: I'm okay, and I'll ask mom if you could come.

"Mom, April wants to stay for the night. Is it fine with you?" I shouted.

"Sure sweetie," she called back.

H: Approved ;)

A: I'll be here in 10 minutes.

H: Okay.

I locked my phone screen and curdled myself up on my bed. April lives a few blocks away so we always go to each other's. And soon April was up in my room.

○April Jackson

I was worried sick. Hazel is just an innocent girl who has no experience in love business. I was shocked too, of course. But you know, I try to be all cheerful and chitty-chatty around her because she's not much of a talker.

I tried to comfort her by patting her back. She seemed sad but she gently pushed me away. She forced a smile and I sighed.

"Hazel, stop acting everything is okey-dokey!"

"Everying IS okay."

"No, its not! You've been acting like a weirdo after Venice told you everything."

"Y-you're right. But I feel okay now."

She's constantly keeping me away from her feelings. What's wrong? Is it really so depressing for a hot guy to be your true love?

"Look gurl, I didn't know what came into you but you still have to face the truth. I understand that you are worried and awfully upset about this but even if you cry until tears flood, it won't help the situation. Maybe you will find good personalities in him after you get to know him." I blurted, not believing what I just said. It's so not me.

Hazel was surely shocked by my speech. Consider giving her some space, I left the room. I hope what I did was right and it would wake her up from the horrible nightmares she thought would happen.

I let out a heavy sigh. Life couldn't have been messier - with all the Cupid business. Although I love Wayne and I'm sure he loves me back, and I'm happy to know that he is my true love, I would give anything to stop Cupids from coming again. It'll just break Hazel's heart from all the news.