Cassie's POV
He was just sitting there. I was getting all worried and he is just sitting here staring at his phone.
But his look. It was a mix of pain, anger, and what looked like happiness. I was now genuinely confused.
"She.....she......who does that?"
"What? What is it?"
I didn't need to ask because right then and there, the look in his eyes explained everything.
"Hannah broke up with you didn't she?"
He just nodded.
But I still saw the tiniest glimpse of happiness left on his face. But why?
"Are you okay?" I asked gently.
He got up and walked out of the room. I watched him walk out the door and down the street. I guessed he must be going to the Starbucks right down the road. His best friend, Jerome Aceti, worked there for a few hours on the weekdays.
I understood the fact that he just might need a shoulder to lean on, so I vetoed the idea of chasing after him. Instead, I began the aimless search of entertainment by scrolling through endless pages of social media sites.
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Seventeen || BajanCanadian/ASFJerome
FanfictionLiars we can never trust. Even when they say the truth. And he who does one fault at first, Lies to hide it and makes it two.
