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Oliver's P.O.V.

I picked up Cole this morning for school and we stand in the hallway. Cole has been bothering me since I told him I like Cat.

"Ask her out." He nudges.

"No, she won't like me back." I groan.

"Never know unless you try." He shrugs.

"I could say the same." I say.

He frowns, "Just do it."

"Fine, if you stop bothering me." I sigh.

"Go get em' tiger." He says jokingly.

I roll my eyes and shove him lightly, making him laugh.

"I'm going to go see if Charlie's here." He says walking away. 

Charlie's P.O.V.

I sip my coffee while listening to the girls talk about Oliver and Cole. They're fixed on Oliver mostly, due  to Cat liking him.

"Hello sunshine." I feel a tap on my shoulder. 

I turn around, knowing exactly who it is.

"Cole." I say annoyed.

"Already?" He asks.

"What do you mean!?" I ask, raising my voice.

"Damn, feisty." He laughs. 

"Shut up, I'm not in the mood." I say.

He sits next to me, " Oliver likes you by the way."

My eyes go wide when I hear Cat spit out her coffee.

"What?" She asks.

Cole shrugs while scrolling through his phone, "He likes you."

"You can't just say that." I laugh.

"Well... he'll forgive me." He says.

"Cat, you okay?" I ask.

She nods with a big smile and red cheeks, "How do you know?"

Cole lifts his head for a second, "He told me."

"Okay." Cat breathes, "Okay."

"Ask him out!" I cheer.

"Take you'r own advice." I hear a mumble.

"No, make him ask you out." Madi disagrees.

"Better get done, I'll just tell him you like him eventually." Cole adds.

Cat squirms, "Don't."

"Not here for you." He shrugs, "I'm here for her." 

He points at me and I smack his hand away, "Stop."

"What do you want with our girl?" Madi asks.

"Not yours." He simply says.

Madi smiles at me while mouthing "Protective."

"Shut up." I say out loud.

Cole lifts his head and stares at me, "Stop talking about me."

"We're not." I lie.

"Come on." He stands and pulls my hand.

I look at Cat and Madi while I stand involuntarily. 

"You can't just pull me around." I say, "You're not my boyfriend."

He tenses, "Just come with me."

"I'm having a flashback." I laugh.

"That was before, just... please." He begs. 

"Okay." I sigh, "Bye guys."

"Bye!" The laugh.

We walk down the school's halls until stopping where no one is.

"Why're we here?" I ask.

"I need a favor." He admits.

"What kind of favor?" I ask.

He smirks, "I've got friends too." 



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