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Aaliya
While walking myself homes like I had insisted, i came to a realisation that I didn't know how I felt.
I didn't know whether i felt betrayed, hurt or angry.
Maybe I felt betrayed by Noah. The fact that he actually knew what 'Sally' was talking about was enough.
Maybe I was hurt by the thought that he might just be like Aden.
All this time he had been trying so hard to find differences between the two of them, when they are pretty much the exact same person.
But above all else, i think I was mostly angry at myself for believing he's different. I was angry at myself for having faith in him.
But you can't be angry at him Aaliya.
All this time the guy loved you, all this time he's been watching you... only to find his bestfriend and somebody who's probably the love of his life -in his view, necking on... that's betrayal. From the both of you.
Yes, you didn't know... but from his view... you betrayed him.
But to chase after skirts when you're angry, sad or betrayed...
I thought he'd really be different. Not only from Aden but from the rest of them.
"Boys are trash," i sighed, opening the door with my jacket in hand, "hey Aden?" I yelled.
"Yeah?"
"Hope you don't mind, I'm inviting a few friends over tomorrow!"
"A few friends?" He laughed, "you mean two of your only friends?" I rolled my eyes, "cool."
At least I don't go around throwing betrayal at "two of my only friends" ! Fucking selfish Parker!
"Goodnight Aden." I sighed, "I don't have time for this right now."
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Group chat:
Me: heeyyy guysssss ! Been a while!
Max: omg , u still alive?!
Me: ha-ha very funny *eye roll* , u know I've been busy...
Laura: too busy for us ? :( :( :(
Me: I'd never be too busy for yall :,(
Max: :( :( :(
Laura: :,( :,( :,(
Me: lemme make it up to y'all
Laura: how ?
Me: you guys can pay me a visit on the 'fancy side of town' ? For the first tym since i moved... huh ? :) :) :)
Max: omw , bitch when ?!
Laura: Wheeeeen ?!
Max: WHEN BIIIITCH ?!
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