Did he love me or not?

Did he love me or not?

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HELP!!! Imagine I'm your best friend in the world, and I need your help. This guy who was a friend started doing stuff and saying stuff and giving mixed signals. I like him, love him even, but I have no clue whether he does. I'll tell you all there is to know, everything that has happenend.YOU tell me what you think: Does this mean he loves me or not? *Sorry if there are many grammar errors, I actually started to write as a form of ranting, since I had noone near by at that moment, I was home alone when I started writing.* I don't know if anyone will ever read this. If you do please tell me your opinion. If not well at least I let it all out one last time. This is not a work of fiction. Everything I wrote is a true life event. So yeah this is the story of me and my heartbreaker.
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*Insert dramatic music* Two best friends, normal, right? Well, not in this case. Love wasn't a thing in either of their lives. But when each other entered, it...was awkward..? A not so innocent blonde and a very outgoing, annoying brunette. Stuck between, just friends, or each other's love interests. What will they do? Will boys get in the way, or were they always meant for each other... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Avery and I were walking the field, talking to each other, or should I say just her talking and me listening. We walk past this tree, and then she stops. "Wait! Can we sit under this tree? It's kinda hot, and also, I'm getting lazy." I smile at her. "Of course!" I say, going under the tree and sitting down. She walks over as well, I pull my hand out to help her, she takes it and sits next to me. "Wow, such a gentleman," she mocks. I laugh at her joke. I love that she makes me smile.

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