"Another lie you have been keeping from me all of this time?" I whispered, a few tears beginning to fall down my face.
"Look, I'm sorry but it was so hard getting that out. I really love you Rosie. But you deserve someone so much better. Someone who can treat you properly. I'm sorry," he said, before getting up and going back inside. Great, so now I looked like a complete idiot, sitting on a bench sobbing. I heard quick footsteps behind me. Turning round, I saw Ollie run over and sit next to me.
"Are you okay? I saw you crying from the window," He asked, putting his hand on mine. When our bodies connected in the slightest way it felt so magical. I knew I had to move on from Jamie, and Ollie was the perfect way.
"Yeah, fine," I smiled, wiping away my tears.
"So, Jamie is your boyfriend I'm guessing?"
"Not anymore. He just broke up with me."
"Why?! What I would give to have a girlfriend like you," he blushed.
"Well...I can't really tell you why. But thanks, that really means a lot," I smiled. Our eyes suddenly found each other's, and I could feel me leaning towards Ollie as he did the same. We were now so close that I could feel his warm breath on my lips. Just then the bell rang, causing us to snap out of our trance and get up, blushing. We walked in awkward silence back to the classroom. Thanks for interrupting, school. Mrs Bell was already there, taking the register. We quickly sat down in the two closest seats. Luckily she hadn't called our names yet. Amy gave me a look of "what happened?", and I replied by mouthing "tell you later".
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"Hey, do you want to come round? The house is still a mess, but we could at least get some homework done," Ollie asked as we neared our houses after school.
"Yeah, sure," I smiled, quickly texting my mum where I was and following Ollie inside. The house was modern and clean, apart from the few boxes scattered about the place.
"Hi Ollie. Oh, and hi Rosie," Frankie (Ollie's mum) said, coming out from the kitchen to greet us.
"Hello," I smiled shyly, before going up the stairs with Ollie. His room was a typical boys room- football posters, a playstation and surprisingly a keyboard in the corner of the room.
"Do you play?" I asked, walking over to it.
"Oh, well I'm kind of self taught," he blushed.
"Can you play for me?" I smiled.
"Well I'm not very good-"
"Please?"
"Fine," he sighed, sitting down and beginning to play a song I didn't recognise.
"That was beautiful," I said once his fingers played the last key.
"Really? I didn't think you'd like it when I started writing it, but-"
"Wait, you wrote that song for me?"
"Yes," he murmured, looking down.
"Oh Ollie! This is literally the cutest thing anyone has ever done for me!" I smiled, hugging him. When we broke apart I smiled, and saw him smile back, before look at me. Our eyes met again. This time I knew it was going to happen. There was nothing in our way. We leant forward at the same time, before our lips gently touched. The kiss didn't last that long, and I'm not sure what my opinion of it was. We both pulled away at the same time and amiss at each other.
"I really like you Rosie. I have done ever since we first met ," Ollie smiled.
"I like you too, Ollie," I smiled back. I don't really know how strong my "like" is.
"Oh! I forgot about that paragraph we had to write for French!" He suddenly exclaimed.
"Oh yeah! We had better do that then," I giggled. We spread out our stuff on the floor and began working. I was so happy now that I knew Ollie and I both felt the same way about each other. I am completely over Jamie now. Am I?
A/N I'm sorry this is such a short chapter and I haven't updated in absolutely ages but I have complete writers block:( any suggestions for this story please comment:)