❝'He'? What do you mean by 'he'?❞

❝'He' as in James Buchanan, Delilah's secret admirer.❞

❝Oh boy...he doesn't happen to have Barnes in his name as well does he?❞

❝He's not the freaking Winter Soldier!❞

❝Hey, it was a hypothetical question. But on a more serious note, uh...what exactly happened with him?❞

❝Well I was just at the library studying alone at a table when he happened to pass by and wave. Then he comes over and helps himself to the seat in front of me, which I thought was weird. He's a chill guy but I've only said hi and bye to him a couple times. I've maybe had like one or two conversations with him my four years of high school.❞

❝Hm...that is weird.❞

❝And I mean, he's not a bad guy. He's a band kid, heard he's really good with instruments.❞

*coughs*

❝What?❞

❝Oh...nothing, nothing. Just that you know, this puts you at a bad disadvantage already saying that she practices piano.❞

❝Thanks for reminding me...❞

❝Oh man, Londie.❞

❝Hey, but let me finish my story. So he comes over and starts saying that he noticed I was sitting with her and Anna at lunch. And I mean, I automatically thought that was weird for him to bring that up, but I just went with it.❞

❝Okay.❞

❝And so from there he tries to make casual conversation and then leans forward in his seat. He's like, 'London, I need to ask you something man to man.' And like I said, he's a good guy. He never starts any problems, wouldn't hurt a fly if I were being completely honest. So I trust him enough to be like, 'What's up?'❞

❝Right.❞

❝And then he drops the bomb and he's like, 'You don't like Delilah, do you?'❞

❝...❞

❝And what else was I supposed to do? I told him no on impulse and then he lets out this giant sigh of relief that makes my heart begin to race. My palms were so sweaty. I knew I had made the biggest mistake ever.❞

❝Why didn't you tell him the truth then?!❞

❝I-I don't know. I just freaked out. But then I also feel like I might have told him the truth in a way...❞

❝...How?❞

❝There's so much going on in my head right now. I can't even begin to explain it. It's just so...so exhausting. My heart just wants refuge, wants this all to be over with.❞

❝Well I'm here if you need to talk.❞

❝It's just...I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. About...yo-❞

❝!!!❞

❝About things. Things that have been driving me crazy lately. It's like I wake up with these thoughts and fall asleep with them too. They don't go away, they only pull me closer one way and farther from the other. And I feel like I'm just going to give up on all of this eventually because I'm so tired of waiting around for love I'll never get from either side.❞

❝London?❞

❝Sophie?❞

❝What is your heart so conflicted about that you're so frustrated?❞

❝Honestly...I think it's going another way. A way I never expected it to go. And I'm terrified.❞

❝Why?❞

❝Because I don't think she'll ever like me like that.❞

❝You never think anyone likes you.❞

❝Because they usually don't.❞

❝Well I'm sure whoever you're talking about might give you a chance. Because I think she might actually like you back.❞

❝I think I like her too. A lot.❞

❝...And by her, you don't happen to mean a girl named So-❞

❝I like you.❞

*click*

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