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Amber's p.o.v.

Why was i feeling like this. I shouldn't be jealous, i dont even know why im jealous.

"so Rachel, whats your favorite sport?" Austin asked her.

"oh, i like basketball and volleyball."

"seriously, i love basketball and Amber knows how to play volleyball but she wont play for the school, she's kind of shy." he said pointing to me.

"that's awesome" she said towards me.

While Austin was talking to Rachel, all i could think was why am i feeling this way.

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Throughout the day i was kind of surprise. Austin hardly talked to me the whole day and whenever he did Rachel was with him. I was starting to think he actually likes her. Like "like her like her" and it was kind of annoying me.

It was our last class of the day and once again Austin is with Rachel. I was no longer jealous of her but furious with Austin. Im your best friend and you cant just stop talking to me to talk to some girl. Its stupid to think that in one day I went to loving Austin as my best friend to hating him. Well "hate" is a strong word, i wouldnt say i hate him, at least not yet.

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*later at Amber's house*

I was sitting on my bed scrolling through tumblr on my laptop when there was knock on my door. Which scared me since both of my parents are gone for a business trip for two months. Yeah its crazy leaving your sixteen year old daughter home alone but they know im responsible so it worked out. And then i rememered. I had given Austin a key to the house so i wouldn't be alone all the time.

"come in" i yelled.

"are you decent?" he yelled making me smile but then i remembered im mad at him.

"yeah, i guess"

"you guess?" he said covering his eyes while walking in.

"yeah i guess, now what do you want?" i said annoyed and upset.

"oooh, who pissed you off today?" he said laying on my bed and playing with my stuff bear he got me when i was ten.

"you actually."

"will you care to explain how I pissed you off," he said smirking.

Oh that smirk is probably the sexiest thing he ever done. Wait, what am i thinking.

"well, while you were off trying to get in between that new girl's legs, i was left alone waiting for my best friend to at least have a conversation with me." i said annoyed.

"well Amber maybe that's just a sign that you might need some new friends,"

He was standing up now and obviously upset.

"Austin you know I'm the type of person who doesn't socialize and be out there, you know i get nervous even being in a crowd full of people..."

"WELL IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT YOU'RE SICK IN THE HEAD AND IS A STUPID OUTCAST WITH FUCKING SOCIAL ANXIETY!"

I stood there shocked and I couldn't believe he said that. I felt sick because it made my heart shattered.

"Amber, I'm sorry i didnt mean to...", he said getting close to me.

"just get out." i said pushing him away.

"Amber I'm sorry i...."

He started getting closer.

"you know what Austin, it sucks knowing that im different from others and it sucks to know that you'll never have a lot of friends just cause you know you can't handle a lot of people around you,"

"Amber, I'm so sorry that I..."

"save it. i dont want to hear how sorry you are for me, I always thought a best friend will always be there for you, but i guess it was lie."

"Amber please..." he pleaded.

I started tearing up a little.

"Austin dont talk to me anymore, and dont come here anymore, I'm sorry if my sickness is too much for my best friend to handle."

He was right in front of me now and our faces was so close that I could have kissed him if i wanted too.

"Amber it just came out, i.."

"goodbye Austin."

It hurt to say goodbye, especially to Austin. Yeah i have social anxiety and Austin was my only friend but now i have no one. Austin has plenty of friends anyways so he doesn't need me.

"Please just..."

"no Austin, just leave, please."

And with that he walked out my room slowly with his head down, out the house.

I watched him walk out by my window and slowly the tears came falling down my face.

Austin would be wiping them away right now but he isn't here for me anymore.

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I still cry while rewriting this lmao

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