love, simon

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I originally dropped off Bram first when driving all my friends home, but today I wanted to drop him off last. To discuss the topic of Prom. Bram was scrolling through his phone when he screamed, "BABE!" causing me nearly to swerve the car into the next lane. Thank goodness, I had fast reflexes. I pulled the car over -- my nerves swirling. I thought Bram was on creeksecrets, looking at Martins post.

"W-What is it?" I whispered. My heart was racing so fast. Bram was not fazed, looking at his phone screen. He wasn't on creeksecrets, he was on his music app. "Wh-What's going on?" I asked once more. He looked up, noticing the car wasn't driving on the road anymore. He was so worried about what was on the phone. My nerves were shot, my heart was racing, and I felt like I couldn't breathe.

"Sorry!" he gasped, eyes widening, realizing the anxiety attack he nearly gave me. "Panic! At The Disco dropped their album," I threw my head on the wheel, thanking whatever lucky stars I hadn't crashed the car. Bram and I had been waiting for this album nearly forever. "S-Sorry," he cleared his throat. "Why are you so shaken up?" I lifted my head to make eye contact with him.

"Uh -- do you not remember?" I dramatically huffed, "Martin?" I felt angered that Martin had this power over me. It obviously didn't effect Bram as much as it had me. We were out now. We are together. We should be fine, so why was I so nervous to check creeksecrets? To check his post?

"Oh, babe," he gulped, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to--"

"It's fine," I blurt, cutting him off. I instantly felt guilty. I had never snapped at Bram. Ever. He looked back out the window. Secretly, I was excited for this album too. I started the car back up. We sat in silence the rest of the ride. When I pulled next to his house I looked at him.

"Bram? I'm sor--" I was cut off by Bram's lips on mine. I blushed, looking down at him. He reached for my hand. Drawing circles on the back of my palm. I looked into his eyes, I was fascinated with this boy!

"It's fine," Bram sighed, "even if I wanted to I could never stay mad at you," he sounded almost annoyed with himself. Was he trying to stay mad at me? To get me to feel bad? Probably.

"Is that good or bad?" I tilted my head. Bram fiddled with the hem of his sweater sleeve. I assumed it was good, and started to get out of the car to walk him to his front door.

"Wait, Simon--" Bram reached for my arm. I froze, hearing the dread seeping into his voice. I  looked over at him. "I-I need to tell you something," and just like that, the anxiety that had left my body was slowly creeping back in.

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yes, this chapter was shorter...

but this book is now going to be updated Tuesdays & Thursdays!