How I Met You

Chapter Twenty One

“Well, you always stare at him like he’s some kind of god.”

“Because she thinks he’s hot!” London chirped.

I rolled my eyes at her, my cheeked tinged pink.

“And you are always talking about him now.” Danielle stated.

“I am not,” I huffed.

“Yes, honey, you are,” London said.

Dan smiled at her. “And you always have to look perfect when you plan on seeing him.”

London grinned at me. “All these facts are true. You’re in love with him.”

“I am not in love with him! How many times do I have to say it? Even if all of those things are true! It doesn’t mean I like him.”

But do I?

“So you admit you that all of that stuff is true?” Danielle asked.

I glared at my coffee cup. “Yeah. . . I guess,” I muttered.

“What was that?” London questioned, cupping her ear with her hand as though she didn’t heat me.

“Yes! I admit it!”

“Admit what?”

“That I. . .” I sighed, facing the fact. “That I like him.”

* * *

“I’m here :D Tell London to drive faster!”

Wanna know who that text was from? Jake.

I still can’t believe I like him. Most importantly, I can’t believe Dan and London realized it before I did. Jake is the first guy I’ve liked since. . . him.

But, I can’t like him, right? I guess it could be a possibility. . .

Rule Number One: I have to be prepared for the worst possibility at all times.

After walking in on Christian, I know for sure that I wasn’t prepared back then. I now know that I have to be strong, even if something that terrible was to happen again.

Rule Number Two: I cannot let my heart get broken again.

Rule Number Three: I can’t let someone mess with my feelings then throw me away like an old toy that no one wants to play with. I won’t let it happen.

Yes, I told London about Christian.

Now, she hates him with all her heart. Kind of like me. . . But, she said she hates him because she went through something similar to it with one of her ex-boyfriends.