One Shot for The Bet

~Drake's POV~

She knows. She knows? She freaking knows. I can't believe she knows. How could this happen this way? I should have come clean a long time ago instead of lagging it on. Maybe she would believe that I really do love her if I had done that. Why am I so stupid?

Because you put yourself first.

I honestly didn’t mean to hurt Pie. I called off the bet, but she doesn’t believe me. I can’t blame her though. I shouldn’t have made the stupid bet to begin with. 

I got my phone and checked the messages. None that I wanted to read. Right now, I just want to make things right with Sophia. I know she won’t text back to a message from me, but I had to do something before I went crazy; and she sure didn’t want to see me right now. So I sent one to her. “Pie, please please please please please listen to me just for a little bit. You may disown me as you wish right after, but I really need you to listen to me right now.” Who am I trying to kid? I’ve lost everything. Pie has nothing to do with me anymore and it’s all my fault. I plugged in my headphones and listened to Evil Angle by Breaking Benjamin.

Something in my bed moved a little. It took me a little while to realize it was my phone. I opened it to see there was a text message. It was from Sophia. She texted back? She texted back!!!!!!!!! Is it good or bad? I’m afraid to find out. Should I read it?

Just read the freaking text message and quit acting like a girl.

Well then. Fine. I’ll read it. While I’m giving myself advice, why don’t I tell myself how to get this voice to go away and quit arguing with me?

~Sophia’s POV~

I don’t know what to believe anymore. He made a bet about me, he was determined to keep it a secret from me, and continued to lie to me through this whole time we’ve been spending with each other. Now that I’ve brought it to his attention that I actually know about it, he’s completely speechless, yet still lying to me. I told him my plan as well, because it was only fair. Even though he hasn’t been too fair to me. I told him how my plan was to make him fall in love with me. Whether it truly worked or not, I don’t know; but I have to admit it. When I told him that I hated him, I’m not sure that was even true. When I told him I didn’t love him, I didn’t even believe myself. I’m always questioning myself and everything I go against. Do I love him, or do I not?

That snapped me out of my reverie fast. That, and I received a text message. But I definitely don’t want to think about that. Not now. I went to check my message and read that it was from Drake. Speak of the Devil and he shall appear, huh? “Pie, please please please please please listen to me just for a little bit. You may disown me as you wish right after, but I really need you to listen to me right now.”  Should I send something back? Maybe it’ll help me calm down if I do talk to him about things. Should I? I shall. “Come over and we’ll talk about it here. It’s nothing to text about.” “Okay, I’ll be over in a few minutes.” Well, that one was sent pretty fast.

~Drake’s POV~

Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Not only will she let me talk about it, but in person as well!!!!!! Maybe I can straighten things out with Pie. It’s easier to get your thoughts across to people when you’re actually right there for them to hear you out. All I can do right now, though, is go to Pie and hope she understands me this time. Off I go.

“Explain.” she said, sipping the smoothie through a straw. I took her out and bought her some food. “Well, Andre and I had seen you around the school a few days before I began talking to you. We noticed that you were always off to yourself. He said that he bet I couldn’t get you to be my girlfriend, because it used to be so easy for me to do. I took his challenge. I started talking to you, and was shocked when I found out you were staying at Andre’s. Once you began confiding in me about everything you were going through, I began contemplating whether or not this bet was even worth it. Of course, I was stubborn for a week or two longer, for I was scared of the feelings that I began to actually feel for you. But after all that, I told Andre I couldn’t do it anymore. That the bet was off. But instead of automatically ignoring you like Andre probably thought I would do, I continued talking to you, because I actually enjoyed any time we had together. You aren’t like the rest of the girls, Pie. I’ve been taking you out places, buying you things, and made your birthday special through this whole thing. And yesterday, when you didn’t believe me, it felt like I lost everything. I wanted you to believe me so badly, even though you don’t have any reason to anymore; and I’m really sorry, Sophia. I really am. You have to believe me.”