16 : So...he isn't gay?

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He placed his hands on his hips, "Okay?"

"About Cherrie."

He looked at Cherrie confused and she looked back at him.

They looked so adorable together but it still pissed me off what she was doing to Xanny.

"Simon she's been lying to you."

He sighed pinching the bridge of his nose.

"What now?"He asked bemused.

I smirked feeling pretty sure of myself.

"She is fluent in English and has been using you for your hair for some kind of freaky Science thing."

Cherrie started to freak out and Simon started to get angry.

Bitch it's too late. My Xanny always believed in me.

"Simon I-"

"I can't believe this."He started.

I crossed my arms again feeling awesome and kinda badass.

"You go Xanny."I said.

He turned to look at me with his furious expression.

I was confused. Why was he looking at me like that?

"I can't believe you."

What?

"I'm telling the truth."I defended myself.

"I knew about the English and the hair."He admitted.

"Really?!"Cherrie and I said at the same time.

Then what the heck was he mad at me for?

He turned to Cherrie holding her hands to his chest looking down at her.

She was very short and very cute her big doe eyes confused.

"Cherrie, my love you talk in your sleep. Besides I researched it. It's cute you want to clone my hair and sell it."

She pouted running her fingers through his hair, "My mom forced me, I wanted no part in it. Besides, I gave her goat hair."She admitted.

He kissed her forehead before turning to me.

"I can't believe that you don't think a girl like her can love me!"He yelled hurt present in his voice.

A tear fell from my eye and a series started falling.

"I'm sorry Simon it's not like that at all."

He crossed his arms his biceps bulging, "Then what's your problem?"He demanded.

"I...I'm just jealous. You've been spending all your time with her and I just want you to be happy..."

"I spend all my time with her because she's my girlfriend. You're one to talk, you spend all your time with Axel and do you see me complaining?"

"I-.It's different."

"No it's not. You're pretty much a couple, have you not noticed all this time that he has a crush on you?"He asked.

That can't be right.

I looked up a him.

He wasn't as mad anymore.

"What are you talking about?"I demanded.

He was just messing with me. I got it.

"You can't honestly be that oblivious. He looks at you like some kind of sexy maths problem. Plus he's been putting so much effort into making you happy."

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