Change of Heart

chapter 20

Dillon POV:

5 sudden knocks hit the door repeatedly.

Someone was urgent.

I opened the door to see Isaac standing there with his arms crossed.

Yeah...No.

I went to shut the door, "Harrison's not here.", but his foot stopped the door. "Good." He smiled, walking in.

"What do you want?"

He propped himself on my bed, grinning scarily.

"What is it?" He was creeping me out.

"So... that nude was nice right. Did you like it?"

Shit.

"I have nothing to do with that." I denied immediately. How would he even know? Maybe I wasn't sneaky enough.

"Uh huh." He nodded. "I'm being serious, I know it was you." I repeated.

"Dillon you take me as a stupid person and it hurts me deeply." He chuckled, looking down. "You were the one who photo shopped your best friends nude and leaked it and you wanna know why?" He stood up now, looking into my eyes.

"Why?"

"Because you like him. Simple as that. It's the classic best friends to lover but it's one sided for now. You're jealous that Zavier apparently spends too much time on me so what better way than to make Zavier truly hate me? I mean, personally there's quite a few better methods than making some fake nudes of your best friend but hey, everyone's different."

Was I that obvious? I remained gobsmacked at his observation and I couldn't even say anything to deny it because even if I didn't want to admit it, he was right.

For the first time.

"It's not my fault you always flirt with him. I only made the fake nude so that you'd get away from him. I didn't even mean to send it to the whole soccer group chat i- Wait, how did you know I like him?"

"You literally follow him like a lovesick puppy. How could I not notice?"

"No I don't." I muttered but he just gave me a pitied smile. "Did you tell Zavier?"

"Do you think it would be me here if I had told him?"

Good point.

"What do I have to do for you to stay quiet then?" I grumbled.

"I want you to convince Zavier that it wasn't me who sent the nude."

"How the fuck am I going to do that? He thinks it's you."

"Well convince him then." He stated matter of factly.

"No way. Why am I even listening to you? Zavier wont believe your words over mine." I smirked, folding my arms.

He reached into his back pocket and brought out... his phone? "Oh really? Even with this recording of you admitting it?"

Fuck. He got me.

"I swear to God if you show that to him I'll-" I stopped. There was nothing I could do and he knew that, nodding his head sarcastically and smiling.

"You'll what Dillon? Please go ahead." He egged me on.

"Okay I'll try convince him. Just get out now, I want to leave."

"Yeah you better convince him. Well, good chat bud, see you later." He walked out happily while I thought of any ways to get out of this but no ideas came to my head.