Sebastian's Pov

My Kimmy had been ignoring me this whole week. At first, I was okay but as the week went past, I realised how much I missed and craved her sweet voice and her stupid personality. It was hard to watch as she talked to everyone else like I never existed. Every time I tried to talk to her, she just walked past me, like I wasn't even there. I kept apologising and when I asked everyone else they just shrugged. This was so frustrating. Why do I even long for her? Because you have a crush on her Sebastian *eye roll*. Umm, no I don't. Yah, you do. Maybe, but just a little one. Oh, so now you finally admit it. Sorry mind. It's fine heart. Well done soul, you just made me sound crazy. Like you aren't already Sebastian. Soul... Sowwyy.

Mariah had come in jumping, no exaggeration, today. "What's up Mariah?" Michael asked his lover.
"Oh, I thought you'd never ask," she responded flirtatiously. "But Dean is back from rehab finallyyyyyyyyyyy!!!" She said, stretching the 'y' in 'finally.'
"Who's Dean?" Michael asked trying not to show his jealousy.
"My twin brother!" Mariah replied, oblivious to the jealousy.
"Oh, I never knew you had a twin brother or a brother at all," Kimmy stated.
"Eh, he's been in rehab for 3 years and now he's finally out and we're going to this MAD party but I need someone to come with me." Mariah looked over at Michael. "Will you?"
"Of course," Michael agreed, quicker than a heartbeat. He would do anything to spend more time with her.

Mariah hugged him. The bell suddenly rang and we all went our separate ways. We were back in PSHCE and we had to work together so she couldn't ignore me. Or so I thought. When she sat down she said out loud dramatically, "I will be working on the last part of my story and wedding, I do hope no one interrupts me." She then plopped into her seat and began to work. I quickly brushed up on the details of the proposal and finished writing out the little cards for the hunt. I decorated them with glitter and they had a border of food around them. I wrote it in purple with a little rose at the end of each sentence. Oli was better at drawing than me so he agreed to draw the little things on the card. I hope she liked it. I was planning on doing it this weekend after she has a little more time to cool down. As we packed up she slid her finished story to me and left the classroom. I carefully put it in my bag so I could write out my story later on.

No sooner than later, it was time to go home. Oliver was picking me up today since we had to go over some last details and know how everything will go on the day. We found these little spots around the town where we could hide the notes and some nice restaurant and cafe owners agreed to help me. I told them I'll be back on the day and give them the instructions. And they did it for free, which was a plus. Oli and I then went home in order to have some chill time.

He had ordered some pizza as I started to work on my side of the story. Her part was a thousand words but very well written. I had let Oli read it.
"It's amazing Seb, you need to make sure yours is too otherwise you'd let her down, more than you already have."

I frowned and continued to work on my story. My parents and Mateo, my younger brother, were home. My mum made dinner whereas the 8-year-old Mateo helped. His future girlfriend/ wife is lucky. He is honestly such a gentleman, unlike someone I know. *cough* Oliver *cough* Oli soon sat beside me and I automatically knew something was wrong. I put down my pen and turned towards him. "What is bothering you?"
He looked shocked for a few seconds before recovering and replying with a feeble, "Nothing."
"Don't lie."
He sighed and opened his mouth to speak when suddenly the ringing of my phone rung through the air. I'm so tired - the Beatles was playing and I haven't heard that song in a week. I shot Oli an apologising glance before he sent me an 'it's fine' smile and waved his hands for me to answer it.

"Hello!" I greeted cheerfully.

"Thank god you answered. I need a ride. Michiah has gotten into some trouble and I'm going to go bail them out."

"But, you aren't 18?" I asked, confused.

"Details, details, just come over in like 5 minutes. Please!" With that, she hung up on me.

I shook my head at her antics and quickly told the family where I'm heading out too. Let's just say my mum and Oli both said at the same time, "Go get yo girl." It was creepy but cute so I quickly went to her house. As I reached her house in 2 minutes, I honked my car. She came out, you could see her pyjamas were still on and she just put on a pair of shoes and a jumper. This made me look at the time. 00:14. Oh. She climbed into my car before muttering thank yous. The car ride was silent, which was unusual, but eventually, we had reached the police office and got out of the awkward silence. Kimmy grabbed my hand and lead me inside. Her hand was small and cold and fit perfectly in contrast with my large and warm hand. They were like 2 jigsaw puzzles fit together.

Kimmy quickly paid the bail money and talked with the police officer and Michael. Mariah had been hit and has a slight concussion. What was funny was she was hit by a police car and she had a pig daughter too now so yeah, wow. Michael rode with us and we all went to the hospital to see Mariah. When we arrived Theresa was just leaving, and quickly said her hi's and goodbye's to us before heading over to her car, waving at us one more time. Mariah was still knocked out when we reached her. Kimmy gave her forehead a quick kiss before muttering under her breath, "You are one big idiot Mariah, one huge big idiot." She hugged her and then left. I quickly kissed her forehead too before leaving. Michael wanted to stay for when she woke up as he had the pig surprise for her. True love does things to a person.

The car back was not awkward. The car was full of music and Kimmy's adorable voice and constant giggles. "I only paid off the bail because when I was told the story, it was hilarious. The video clips from the party were so cute and the Romeo and Juliet bit was absolutely amazing. Just so you know, it was honestly super hard for me not to talk to you especially in PSHCE because I've gotten so used to you. And if my story has even one wrinkle on it, I will kill you in your sleep. Also, I ship #Therever (the - ree - ver (not river)). I mean Oliver and Theresa would look so cute together. We should totally set them up."

She continued to talk the whole while through until we reached her house. She hugged me and gave me a peck on my cheek which made the butterflies in my stomach awaken and my heart swelled with joy. She waved bye at me before shouting one last goodbye and thank you over her shoulder as I pulled out her driveway. This girl was going to be the end of me. Kimmy was perfect.

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