𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟜

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I saw... Heather and Oliver kissing... My heart broke. I wanted to cry... Cry the sadness out of me... But I can't and I won't. I just said

"oh"

"Amelia? are you okay? why were you sad a while ago?"

"I... I don't know"

"oh uh ok but are you good now"

"y-...yes"

I put on a wonderful pretend smile. 

"oh and uh are you and Heather?"

"NO"

Heather and Oliver  both shouted

"we were just hanging"

Heather said

"yea, we're just close friends now"

Oliver included

"are you guys sure? cause kissing is not a normal thing to do for 'friends'"

"well, we're just friends and the kissing thing? pretend like that didn't happened"

I giggled

Oliver's POV:

I can see that Amelia's still sad. But why? And I also like Heather... So much, but for now I'll keep it as a secret. Secret from Heather at least.

"Hey guys. I need to go home now but I'll see you guys again..."

Heather said

"oh Tomorrow"

I said

"okay then. I'll see you guys tomorrow at the park"

𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝐼 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 ~ A story by Yours Truly, JewelWhere stories live. Discover now