Chapter Thirty: Cue the dramatic tears that always come out in soap operas

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Song: Heart Made Up On You by R5 performed in the telenovela; Violetta

Chapter Thirty: Cue the dramatic tears that always come out in soap operas

"Oh God!" He ducked down in the car.

"Wh-" Before I knew it, he had dragged me down too.

We had just arrived a good distance away from Tate's so I didn't see any reason he needed to bend down in the car and yank me down too.

"Ouch!" He released his tight grip from my hand and muttered, "Sorry."

I sat a little higher, not to cramp my abdomen. "Now, why are we ducking? What are we hiding from?"

"Wren was about to enter, but he spotted my car, and I think he's coming this way."

Hell! I shot a panicked look at where Wren was coming from. "What do you think he would say when he sees Avery in your car?"

"I think the situation would be highly misinterpreted."

It really would. He would think that I was with Zane, like that, and it would hurt his feelings.

Don't you think it's the time to?

I know I should, but- 

You had no problem hurting Axel's feelings.

That's different. Axel is a jerk. Plus, Avery doesn't exist.

Excuses, excuses! You still have to tell him, though.

I know. Because not doing it would be leading him on and I won't want to do that.

"I agree."

I sat up straighter. I already thought of what to say.

"What are you doing?" He hissed at me.

I shrugged. "Hiding is plain stupid. It's not like you could make me disappear. And there's honestly no point." I turned to where he was about 10 feet away with a confused expression. "He's almost here."

Zane looked as if he was contemplating, before he sat up straighter and wound down the windows.

I turned to Wren as he was now at my side. "Avery?" His eyes flashed to Zane. "You came here with this dunce?"

I chuckled at the name while Zane just stared at him blankly. "Really?"

Wren shrugged. "I just can't help myself. So..." He gestured between the two of us. "What's going on here?"

"I was on my way here and the dunce was passing me on the road so he offered to give me a lift."

"Would you guys quit it? I'm not a dunce."

"Okay." We muttered at the same time. We turned to each other and laughed. I was about to look away, but his eyes caught me in a trap. Metaphorically. I was like a stupid fish falling for bait, when I could easily look away.

I didn't need to because he blinked and started, "So Avery, would you like-"

I cut him off. I literally couldn't hear the rest of his sentence. It would make this a lot harder than it needed to be. "Look, Wren. You're a really nice guy and a great friend. I love hanging out with you, but not like that." I said in a very soft and low voice as I stared at my palms on my lap. A part of me felt really guilty for reacting to him like this when I treated Axel in a completely different way. But the other part, the bigger part, justified my actions. It was probably because I was hard-headed and hated admitting I was wrong.

I snatched a glance at him. He was looking at his hands he had rested on the open window. I turned to Zane and he was looking at me. I didn't want to look away because, damn!- he was beautiful. Wait- isn't beautiful for girls? Whatever it was, he was sure it. I knew he was handsome before, but I guess my feelings for him was making me see him a whole new light. Without any flaws. Arghh! Love makes you so weak.

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