Prologe
Obviosly, when I saw them standing there, my naive mind came up with at least a hundred excuses to why my boyfriends mouth was stuck to my crush's mouth.There were a hundred excuses for why they were kissing when for the past 4 months they were practically brawling eachother over me. Sure, the usual, they tripped, someone pushed them, they were stuck together with glue as part of some lame prank- and I wouldv'e been fine with any of those excuses- but when they finally broke apart and looked at each other- I knew it was done. My boyfriend's blue eyes were staring so intently into my crush's navy ones -and vice versa- that it could only mean that it was more than lust. So, I backed away, the tears starting to roll down my face. That's when they noticed me there, calling out to me; they both were. But, as much as I knew it was neithers fault (other then the fact that neither of them told me) anger boiled through me as I ran harder than I thought I ever could, my blonde hair tripping behind me, I could only see the flashes of blue and emotion.
And it wasn't fair what happened so soon after.
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