I'm One Of Them (Ch. 11)

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Hey guys! As you might've noticed, I changed the story's name so it suits it more

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Hey guys! As you might've noticed, I changed the story's name so it suits it more. I won't give any spoilers but in the future you will notice that sentimentality is a theme in this story. The plot didn't change or anything, enjoy!

P.S I might make a 'blurred' series.

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Olivia

"Oh gosh." I said, not believing what Chaz did.

"He's... crazy." Matt said. "Let's go. We're wasting time."

"What about Cha-" He cut me off and pulled me by my wrist. We got to a shop that I couldn't catch the name of, but it looked hella expensive.

"We need to find the same green vase." He said. We walked around for some time, trying to find one, but there were none.

Something grabbed my attention. I approached it and held it. It was a golden lioness glass decoration. It looked remarkable. Fierce. Strong.

"Hey." Chaz appeared next to me, startling me.

"Oh shit. You scared me." I sighed in relief. "Guess you came back since they rejected you, huh?" I laughed.

"Oh, come on. We all know that's not the case." He rolled his eyes.

"You came back to me. Your one and only." I fluttered my lashes. I was proud of myself. It had been less than a day and I learned to accept Chaz as.. less than a friend. He cannot be my crush anymore. That just ruins me. Now, I somehow act more confidently around him. Mind power.

"Funny." He paused then looked at the glass decoration I was holding. "What's that?"

"I don't know." I placed it back. "We need to find Jay's precious bottle now."

"How did you even break that thing?" He said as he walked, and I caught up with him.

"It's a bit awkward.. We were playing spin the bottle." I said as I bit my lips. He looked at me like I was crazy. Then started laughing uncontrollably.

"You- only both of you were pla-" He cut his sentence and cracked up, louder. A lady was standing at the end of the aisle and looked at him like he was giving birth. He fell to the ground and continued laughing like a madman.

"Get up!" I told him. He rarely smiled or laughed this much so I felt special when I made him smile like that.

"You ended up kissing him right? " He chuckled, tearing up.

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