"But Caspar, you don't understand!" I continued. "I already lost, but any of the boys know that i'm already in love with Joe, except for you, and i want to tell the truth, but with out getting hurt. And, to be honest, you're like a brother to me, and you give good advices. Please tell me what to do. Anything will help." I hoped.
I heard Caspar sighed in the other line of the phone.
"I'm screwed aren't i?"
"No you're not Mitch, relax."
"I can trust you can't i?"
"Sure you can."
"So if i ask you that if i tell the truth i won't get hurt, you won't lie to me, right?"
"You won't." He sighed.
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"And today's advice is...?"
"You don't have to tell Joe you love him to say that you love him."
What the hell does that mean.
"You're a dickhead." I groan.
"You love me."
"Sort of... Joking."
"Ha ha ha, very funny."
"Thanks for everything Caspar." I smiled
"Anytime." He ended and i hang up the phone
All rights reserved. WARNING: This story contains vulgarity, strong language and maybe some offensive comments for some. You've been warned. No excuses. Excuse my language. Now enjoy.
Cover by: @Pichucina
2016
When an archeology student accidently gets added in a groupchat full of f1 drivers.
Or
When Charles Leclerc falls for the stranger in the groupchat
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