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"D, you know you can tell me what happened. I'm not going to tell Jonah." Zach told me.

"Why should I believe you. You always told Jonah, you always did."

"I promise I won't say it this time." He said it honestly.

"Ugh! It was Corbyn, okay?! He said something I didn't like, but he apologized to me today."

"The blond boy you were missing with yesterday?" He asked surprised.

"Yes, and his name is Corbyn." I said rolling my eyes.

"He doesn't deserve to be called by his name, he made my baby sister cry." He said with his protective brother's sense on.

"Zach, I'm not a baby anymore! I'm the same age as you, I-"

"No, you don't. You'll always have 2 hours less than me." He said cutting me off.

"I'm 18!"

"Okay, you're a little lady."

"Can you leave now?" I asked him annoyed.

"We're not done yet."

"Then speak!"

"So, you like him?" He asked like it was nothing.

"What?! Of course not, he's annoying."

"Aw, you're blushing!" He said squeezing my cheeks.

"I always have pinky cheeks like you!" I said, even though I feel my face warm up.

"I know, but they're redder than usual." He said smirking.

"Oh, shut up!"

"KIDS, DINNER!" Auntie yelled from downstairs.

"Our conversation isn't over yet, girl in love." He said coming out of my room.

"I'm not in love!" I told him following him.

I'm not, or I'm...

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𝐂𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐦 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮...

- 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭♡

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