It's been a few minutes and neither of us seems to have moved a muscle since our discovery „what now . . . I mean what do we do?" Ava says, finally looking at me. The truth is, I have no idea how to answer her questions . . . or any questions for that matter. „I don't know—„ I say, my voice low. „I'm sorry, I . . . I really didn't know, I would never have—„ Ava says but I stop her, I know exactly what she's going to say but I'm not sure I want to hear it. All this time I thought Ava was a backstabbing bitch, and now I know it wasn't her, but rather . . . Liam. My life seems to be crumbling into pieces yet again. „I know." I simply say. „How did you meet him?" I ask but as soon as the words leave my lips, I feel a flood of regret, I'm not sure I want to know how Liam, the boy I so deeply like wanted my skinny best friend. „I met him at a party, the one I went to alone, he sort of just bumped into me and I—„
„he bumped into you?" I ask with a raised brow. My gut instantly tells me there's something wrong. „yeah why?" she asks confused. „that's how I met him, we sort of . . . bumped into each other." I explain and her eyes go wide. „maybe he met us on purpose? You know those guys that date multiple people at once." She says and my mind goes to a dark place, maybe there's more to all of this. „He never seemed like a player though, he was pretty sweet and we did a lot of things together." She says and I feel the bile rising in my throat. „Did you hook up with him?" I ask. „no, that's the weird thing, we didn't I wanted too and so did he but I don't know, I just don't remember much." She says with a weird expression. I feel myself be vaguely reminded of something but I can't understand exactly what.
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Teen FictionOlivia is an overly-heavy college freshman. With a dorm room and a new school awaiting, she's excited to press re-start on her life. But nothing seems to be going as planned until she stumbles into Liam, a broad-shouldered blue-eyed jock. Olivia is...
