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Hey once again. I'm writing this note mostly because of my first comment on this book. I love you @CrayolaStorm.

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Olivia and I fought for a day and a half. It hasn't happened before and I was quite shocked she made it through those days. Lately, or over the past two years and so Olivia never let us fight for too long, so it quite surprised me.

But well thanks to Ethan, it ended. I don't know the magic he did, but he sorted it out.

Olivia and I stay in today and skip all activities that the school has. So we lay down on her bed in the tent, listening to music and singing along.

As Olivia and I are singing along, at a point I have to stop in the middle to listen to Olivia. Oh, I didn't tell you, the girl has a horrible voice. Geez, it sounds more terrible now.

I cough in order to ask her a question. "Olivia?"

"Yeah?"

"You know I was just thinking when you go to college and all that. You'll find new friends, you know if you sing with them around and they tell you, you have a horrible voice and you should get surgery done. Are you going to do it?" I say, trying to be careful of my choice of words.

"Surgery! Are you kidding me? Asking questions like you don't know me. Tell me, do I like all that blood shit?"

"Na." I answer, still holding in my laughter.

"So obviously I won't do it. Or wait a minute, aren't you just trying to tell me how horrible my voice is?"

"Of course not." I say, but then I end up bursting into laughter.

"Oh, you evil thing." She says as she hits me, "I hate you!"

"Aww, we both know that's not true." I say with a smirk to which she snorts at and turns away from me, "Oh come on its just a joke and I mean it's not like you don't already know that."

"Just shut up okay and don't let me strangle you." she says sending a glare my way rolling her eyes.

Just as we're halfway into the day my phone battery dies because there isn't power supply here and since we didn't go out of our tent so we wouldn't be caught skipping activities, I didn't get to charge it.

Well, Ethan and I are going on a small picnic date in the evening, but he is meant to text me where we were going to meet and seeing as my phone has died. I'm going to have to borrow Olivia's phone since it wasn't dead yet.

"Hey, Olivia. Could you borrow me your phone?"

"For what?" Olivia asks with a little sharp edge in the tone she used.

Her question makes me pause for a few seconds before replying her. That's strange.

"I need to make some enquires from Ethan and my phone has run out of power, besides it's our third year anniversary."

"I don't have credit." Olivia said holding her phone.

"Yeah, but you have mobile data, don't you?" I ask.

"I do." She says with a straight answer.

"Then I'll send him an email since he reads his emails earlier." I say.

Olivia held on to her phone for like two minutes before saying anything. "I'll type it for you."

Wait, what? Okay, now this is weird. I know I might not have asked her for her phone for a while. A really long while because if there's anything on it she just reads it out to me, but that was definitely not an answer I was expecting.

"Alright then tell him 'happy anniversary' and ask him where and when we're going to meet later."

"Or you could send a voice note?" Olivia said more like she was asking herself a question. I nodded and sat on her bed and sent the voice note. By this time the phone was already back in Olivia's hand. A reply came in and then another, I guess. When I wanted to read it she hid it and told me his reply laughing a little at the second message.

Okay? I'm going to take that as my cue. I've never been the one to read too much into things because then you suspect things that aren't there in the first place, so I try to avoid it. And that's what I'm going to do here. I feel like Olivia and I are having a fallout but you have me wondering why now?

But I'm going to find out. If there's one thing I'm never giving up on. It's my friendship and relationship with the people I love and I fight till my last breath to save them all.

"Olivia?" I call her, deciding to cut off the tension that I'm feeling building up.

"Huh?" She says looking up from your phone.

"Could you help me pick out a dress for my date tonight?" I say with a bright smile and my big puppy look.

"Of course!" She says jumping up with a broad smile, "You know that's my speciality." The look she gives me brings a warm smile to my face knowing she's back and maybe we aren't having this fall out as I thought.

She looks into my clothes and picks out this awesome gown. It's blue with a lot of red roses. Ethan and I's best colour, blue for Ethan and red for me.

"He'll love you once again in this dress like three years ago." Olivia says with a bright smile.

This makes me blush, "That he'll definitely do. I never once doubted your choice in clothing."

I go to take a shower and get ready so I won't be late. When I'm ready, I blush as I look at myself in the mirror. I look really awesome.

I walk to the spot Ethan described as I'm approaching there; the place looks extremely gorgeous. He laid a blanket on the floor by the river with delicate flowers on it and a picnic set. This has me in all shades of red as blood creeps up to my cheeks.

Ethan notices me and stands up from the spot he is seated and comes to meet me, "You look stunning." He says when he gets to me.

"Thanks. You're not looking bad yourself." I reply with a smirk.

"Yeah. I really can't believe I'm blessed with a beauty like you." Ethan says as we walk to the spot on the blanket, "So it's already three years, huh?"

"I'm not sure." I say not believing it myself, "I thought it was just a month."

This urges him to tickle me and we're laughing. He pours drinks into two glass cups. As he was pouring he said, "You know I never really thought I'll last this long with anybody."

"Same here. I didn't even think I'll date anyone."

"Till I came along, huh?" He said, raising his eyebrows up and down.

"Don't feed your ego, Ethan."

"Oh, I don't need to. You'll have the job nicely done." At this, I scoff. Nicely done Ethan.

"Let's make a toast." Ethan says raising his cup of champagne up. "To three years of dating." I say raising mine as the cups hit. We crossed our hands around each other (the hand holding the cups) and smiled before drinking. Then after drinking, he put his cup down and removed mine from my hand then he placed his lips on mine, placing one hand round my waist pulling me closer to him and one on my cheeks. As I let him kiss me more, I kiss him back.

I really can't believe I've dated one person for three years, it's amazing. You know, Taylia, Dawn and I were meant to be on the using and dumping boys' business, but after Taylia's death, I couldn't even handle the boy business. Only Dawn continued the business.

After enjoying the moment for some time, I removed my lips from him and smiled at him.

"I love you, Taylor." Ethan says pecking me on my head.

"I love you too, Ethan." I reply.

"I'll be right back." He says excusing himself and drops his phone on my leg while he's rushing off to where he's going.

The phone somehow brings my mind to Olivia's phone and the events that happened in the room. A tiny part of me shrugs off any thought about it, but another part of me urges me to know. Just to find out, for the peace of my mind's sake.

I sigh, letting the other more aggressive voice in my head win and pick up his phone. 'There's nothing to be afraid of it's just a few emails.' I tell myself repeatedly as my chest beats loudly like I'm committing a great crime.

'It'll be fine.' I repeat in my head.

I make a quick prayer that he hasn't changed his passcode and thankfully he hasn't. I don't think he knows I know it, though. I go to his email and look for the discussion between him and Olivia.

From: Olivia Bunnet (a. k. a. Oli) @hotmail.com.

To: Ethan [email protected]

(Voice note)

That was Taylor she said she wanted to greet you before she met you, but now it's me.

From: Ethan [email protected]

To: Olivia Bunnet (a. k. a. Oli) @hotmail.com.

Oh.

Tell her to meet me where we met last time by 4 pm.

Why on earth did you give her your phone?

What if something goes wrong?

From: Olivia Bunnet (a. k. a. Oli) @hotmail.com.

To: Ethan [email protected]

(Laughs)

Actually, it's because her phone is dead.

And you know I'm not stupid.

From: Ethan [email protected]

To: Olivia Bunnet (a. k. a. Oli) @hotmail.com.

Yeah, well, it's not possible to actually tell, but whatever.

I quickly put down the phone. There was no word from the message that felt right.

First, Olivia doesn't like the name Oli. Second, Ethan said tell her to meet me where 'we' met last time. We as in whom?

Third, wasn't my best friend allowed to give or lend me her phone? What sort of question did Ethan ask her? Olivia laughed after the question. Why did she hide this from me?

Oh, my goodness. Am I going crazy? What is going on here?! As I'm thinking, my heart beats faster than usual and my breathing hitches and I know that symptom. Something like this hasn't happened since Taylia's death.

I take in deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. Maybe I'm overthinking this, right? In. Out. In. Out.

"Hey, beautiful princess, would you give me your hand, please?" Ethan says cutting into my thought and putting his hands out. I look at those hands and panic a little.

Take it easy, Taylor, yore overthinking things. It's your third anniversary, for goodness' sake. Enjoy it!

I pull a smile on my face and take his hand. He smiles as he helps me up and various things keep going through my mind.

"You okay?" he asks giving me a concerned look and I respond with a smile, "Why wouldn't I be?"

He smirks, "Alright then." He says and comes behind me putting his hands around my waist and then he says, "Look up."

At this, I look up and I notice a firework heading up into the sky

Happy Anniversary Taylor

LOVE

  From Ethan...

This makes me chuckle and my breathing finally comes down as water piles up in my eyes.

Ethan chuckles wiping it thinking it's all probably tears of shock and too much love and it should be but those messages somehow make me feel like the nonchalant happy go world I live in was about to be crushed.