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6 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰. . .

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𝟣𝟩 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈. . .

❨⠀amandla ─ tom⠀❩

"spider-man, spider-man, does whatever a spider can. spins a web any size, catches thieves just like flies. look out, here comes the spider-man,"

"is he strong? listen bud, he's got radioactive blood. can he swing from a thread? take a look overhead. hey, there! there goes the spider-man!"

10 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰. . .

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5 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰. . .

❱ 𝙠𝙚𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙝𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙝 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱!

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keilahdelilah⠀☕🌿🥯

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃⠀hazosterfield

𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴

hazosterfield⠀my best girl 🌹❤️
     ⤷ keilahdelilah⠀duh 🌹❤️
𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 55,203 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴

username1⠀spare hand in marriage pls 🥺🥺

username2⠀softie 💖💖💖💖

username3⠀i'm so soft for her pls
     ⤷ lauraharrier⠀me too 🥺
     ⤷ keilahdelilah⠀lauraharrier omg bb stoppppp
𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 4,001 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴

username4⠀THE ACTUAL CUTEST

username5⠀she's the cutest i dont make the rules <33
     ⤷ kcwayne⠀invented cuteness
𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 1,933 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴

rowmiguel⠀girls, gays, and theys... i introduce you to the owner of my heart
     ⤷ keilahdelilah⠀actually in love w you
     ⤷ rowmiguel⠀keilahdelilah love you 5ever
𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 13,847 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴

username7⠀that second picture has me in a chokehold
     ⤷ kcwayne⠀as it should
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tomholland2013⠀she cute or whatever

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃⠀amandlajones

𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴

amandlajones⠀i hate it here
     ⤷ tomholland2013⠀no, you don't
     ⤷ amandlajones⠀yes, i do
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username1⠀how does she STILL look adorable??? is there NOTHING that makes her look bad?!

username2⠀that caption is cheesy or whatever

rowmiguel⠀my girlfriend 🥺🙌
     ⤷ amandlajones⠀hi girlfriend
𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 21,830 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴

username3⠀i'm trying SO HARD not to JUMP to conclusions BUT... tomandla is real. prove me wrong.

username4⠀the most baby baby

keilahdelilah⠀i love that bitch
     ⤷ amandlajones⠀that bitch wants you to come bring her sushi
     ⤷ keilahdelilah⠀do i LOOK LIKE DoorDash???
     ⤷ amandlajones⠀i mean 🙄
     ⤷ keilahdelilah⠀i'll be over in 5, it's on SIGHT
     ⤷ amandlajones⠀FUCKING BET
     ⤷ hazosterfield⠀oh god, please no more fighting
     ⤷ keilahdelilah⠀hazosterfield just for that comment, it's on sight with you too
     ⤷ hazosterfield⠀keilahdelilah fine, but prepare to be topped
     ⤷ keilahdelilah⠀hazosterfield ok tom
     ⤷ tomholland2013⠀keilahdelilah stfu
𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 30,194 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴

username4⠀keilison and tomandla are ON THE RISE

username5⠀wait, are harrison and tom in albany?????
     ⤷ username6⠀yeah, i think they're staying with amandla
     ⤷ username7⠀username6 sounds like someone's meeting their in-laws
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username8⠀so excited for today's video

averyavenue⠀mands looks like a turtle lmaooooo
     ⤷ kcwayne⠀turtle woman
𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 1,578 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴

実生活 // 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞

     AND SURE ENOUGH, KEILAH WINTERS PULLED UP TO THE JONES' HOUSEHOLD FIVE MINUTES LATER. If there was one thing about her that never failed to be true was that she walked the walk. Unless it had to do with serious conversations or confessing her feelings, then she always talked the talk and never walked.

     From the front of the house, Keilah could hear Amandla, Tom, and Harrison upstairs playing video games. Bounding up the steps after she'd slipped off her shoes, she silently crept towards the gaming room. Through a crack in the halfway-opened door leading into the large living room, she could scarcely see that Tom and Harrison were sitting on the floor, controllers in hand. Meanwhile, Amandla sat behind them on the couch. All of their backs faced her.

     This was too perfect.

     With pressed lips and a laugh on the verge of escaping, the blonde tip-toed her way into the room. Once she'd gotten close enough, Keilah jumped over the couch and landed on Amandla. Quickly wrapping her arms around the girl, she brought them both crashing to the floor.

      An involuntary yelp left Amandla's lips, and a groan followed not a second later. "Oh, fucking fuck you," she grunted, briefly squeezing her eyes shut in pain. Her head and back had hit the carpet, and Keilah was lying on top of her, keeping her pinned to the ground.

     In front of the two, Tom and Harrison watched the pair with a mixture of confusion yet amusement. Since being around them for the past few days, they'd been able to truly see their friendship and interactions in person compared to how they were online. And so far, there hadn't been much of a difference. They treated each other the exact same, and their dynamic was still endearing but incredibly chaotic.

     Keilah laughed, but the smile growing on her face disappeared when the black-haired girl managed to roll them over. "You're such a bitch," Amandla straddled her waist as she glared down.

     "I said it was on sight, dumbass," Keilah stuck her tongue out, trying to shove her off. "I'll wrestle you and Harrison's asses to the death."

     Amandla's brows raised. "Oh, really? Let's go then."

     Harrison blinked. "Only if I end up on top of you like Mands is right now."

     Swiveling her gaze to the left, Amandla paused in trying to pin Keilah's hands down and narrowed her eyes. "The only people who will ever be on top of her are Row, Z, and I. Predominantly me."

     "You act like I haven't had other people on top of me," Keilah huffed, punching her in the arms.

     "But who's been on top of you the most? Me." Amandla pointed at herself for emphasis. Taking this opportunity of weakness, the blonde grabbed onto her right arm, which was above her head, and brought it to her shoulder. She pinned her right leg against her own thigh and pushed up and over. In a matter of seconds, they'd flipped.

     Tom shook his head. "The pair of you are a hot mess. You know that, right?"

     Gasping, Amandla entangled their legs and tried to roll them but failed. "Yeah... I know," she grunted, giving up when Keilah put all her body weight on her. "Fine, fuck. You win," she grumbled, nose scrunching up when Keilah pressed the side of her head against her face, their cheeks touching.

     "You know... you're super comfortable," Keilah sighed dramatically.

     "Fucking fuck you."

     "When and where?"

     "We both know you're way too heterosexual to ever be with a girl."

     Keilah shrugged. "You never know. I could totally turn out to be going into my bisexual era."

     Amandla rolled her eyes. "I'm getting vivid flashbacks to our group chats. Sometimes I'm mad God make me straight," the last sentence was spoken in a higher-pitched voice, and Tom laughed.

     "Fun fact: I had a crush on you the day we met," Keilah quoted, using a hitch-pitched voice.

     "I will never deny that I did," Amandla grunted, arms falling to the floor as she gave up. "Now, can you get off and get me sushi?"

     Jaw slackening, the blonde scoffed. "You rude bitch," she said, finally rolling off her. "I did not drive down the street to wrestle your ass and then be asked to go still and get you sushi. Absolutely not."

     Out of the corner of her eye, Amandla could see the yearning look in Harrison's eyes as he silently stared at her best friend. A smile tugged at her lips as an idea came to mind. "How about Harrison goes with you? I'll even let you drive Justin Jeeper," she proposed, gazing back at the girl next to her.

     A blank expression appeared on Keilah's face. "No and no," she shook her head, pushing herself into a seated position.

     "What? Why not?!" Harrison exclaimed, offended that she said no so quickly.

     At the same time, Tom's nose scrunched up in distaste. "Justin Jeeper? Are you serious?" he raised a brow in the direction of his girlfriend, tempted to laugh at her Jeep's name.

     Amandla quickly glared at him. "Yes, I am. Shut up," she waved him off as her attention returned to the pair. "It's official. You're both going. The keys are in the bowl by the door." A large smirk spread across her face.

     Before she had the chance to say no again, Harrison quickly got to his feet and held a hand out to Keilah. "All right. We'll go," he announced, winking when the blonde glared at him.

     "Fine. We'll take Justin Jeeper, too," she breathed, taking Harrison's hand and allowing him to pull her up. Noticing the little space between the two of them once she was standing, Keilah felt her heart stop. A small part of her wanted to close the distance, but she quickly pushed that thought aside. She mentally slapped herself, disgusted that her brain would even think such a horrid thing. However, it made sense that she would think that. She, unfortunately, did have growing feelings for the idiot in front of her.

     While Keilah had stumbled into an abyss in the back of her head, she hadn't realized that Harrison had begun moving, dragging her behind him. "You're driving." His voice brought her back to the surface. She blinked. "I have no idea where to get sushi, and I also don't feel comfortable driving on American roads. They're so weird."

     "What's weird is that people drive on the left side of the road overseas. That sounds criminal," Keilah grabbed Amandla's car keys and slipped on her fuzzy white slides.

     Harrison held the front door open, gesturing for her to go first. They exchanged small smiles before Keilah walked outside, the blonde shortly following behind. "No, that sounds right," he scoffed.

     "Mmm..." Keilah hummed, shaking her head. "No, I don't think so."

     "Let's agree to disagree, hey?"

     "Mmm... Sure. You can agree to that." Her response brought another smile to Harrison's face.

     A comforting silence settled between them as they made their way to Amandla's white Jeep. Not a word was exchanged as they hopped inside, car doors slamming shut. Keilah started the car and backed out of the driveway. The closest sushi place was Sushi Nine, her and Amandla's absolute favorite place to eat at. So, without hesitation, she made an immediate left once they'd made it to one of the exits of the neighborhood.

     "Kai?" Harrison spoke up minutes later, glancing at the YouTuber.

     At the sound of a foreign nickname, Keilah's ears perked. "Kai?" she repeated, briefly glimpsing at him.

     Harrison flushed red. "I don't know. I thought it was cute. Whatever!" She smirked, not commenting further. "What uh— what happened yesterday?" he asked nervously, referring to their quick-ended FaceTime call. He was feeling extremely anxious at the very thought of asking her what had made her so upset. Something about it felt wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

      Seconds of rigid silence flew by as the blonde sat frozen in the driver's seat, fingers gripping the steering wheel with a deathly grasp. Everything was still as Harrison waited for her to say something.

     Of course, he was going to bring it up. It made sense. She should have known he would take the first chance to ask her what had happened.

     "Keilah?"

     "Okay, you don't need to use my actual name now," she interjected, giving him a pointed expression.

     He returned the look, raising a brow. "I do if you're going to sit there and act like you can't hear me."

     "Calm down, torch. I can hear you perfectly fine," Keilah sent him a playful glare, then inhaled deeply. They stopped at the red light, and she averted her attention to the world outside. If she made direct eye contact with him while talking about this, she had an inkling that she'd either one, break down in tears, two, tell him what was going on, or three, go back on her executive decision of what she needed to do. The first two were options she didn't want to do. "Do you remember what you asked me?"

     Harrison blinked. "When? Just now?"

     "No, yesterday," she breathed, running a hand through her hair. "You asked why I haven't brought up the conversation we said we would have face-to-face." He nodded, brows drawn in when he saw how she refused to look in his direction. "You were right. I am scared to talk about it. This. Talk about this. As I said, I'm not good with this whole talking-about-your-emotions thing. I suck at it... like a lot. I need to say this, though." The light turned green, and she took her foot off the brake.

     God, how could she say this when the words felt like poison on her tongue? The fear running through her sent chills down her spine, and her stomach kept churning. What she was about to say was nothing but a straight-up lie, but she needed to do this. She felt like she needed to do this. The very thought of completely lowering her walls with herself or anyone again was too much to bear. It was petrifying.

     "I like you, Harrison, but I just want to be friends."

     Hearing herself say the words out loud made her heart stop, and she felt sick. Out of the corner of her eye, it physically pained her when she saw how Harrison's face fell, shoulders drooping.

     She was hurting him. She was hurting herself. She was hurting both of them by doing this.

     "I-I don't..." Harrison trailed off, completely and utterly confused and upset. Where in the world was this coming from? Since when was "being friends" something she wanted? It hadn't been implied once that she wanted things between them to stay platonic. If it had, he couldn't recall off the top of his head when it happened. "I don't understand."

     Keilah swallowed harshly, catching a glimpse of Sushi Nine at the end of their street. "I just want to remain friends," she choked out, internally cringing at the words coming out of her mouth. "I'll probably never say this again," she chuckled weakly, the smile on her lips not reaching her eyes, "but you're amazing, Harrison. Truly. I care about you, but I want to be friends. I'm sorry."

     All was silent, but unlike before, it wasn't comforting. It was painful and heartbreaking. It was crushing. It hurt, and Keilah had no one to blame but herself for the devastated look in Harrison's eyes. She did that.

     "I'm sorry."

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𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝘿𝘼𝙔 𝙇𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙍. . .
𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍!

⤹ *·˚ 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐑 💍👡 ⋆.ೃ࿔*
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𝖳𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝟣𝟤:𝟣𝟧 𝖺.𝗆.

serena 💄👠
eXCUSE ME

we need to talk

serena 💄👠
...

can i give you a piece of advice

serena 💄👠
did i do something stupid haha

yes you did

serena 💄👠
what

you told harrison that you like
him and THEN friend-zoned him...
you wanna explain to me how that
makes sense?

serena 💄👠
i can't because it doesn't make
sense

then why did you

serena 💄👠
i don't really want to talk about
this right now

keils, what's going on

serena 💄👠
nothing
everything's good

why are you lying to me?

serena 💄👠
i'm not

keilah

serena 💄👠
amandla

you're my other half.
i know when something is up.
talk to me

serena 💄👠
i love you, mands
i really do, but this isn't a good
time.

is everything ok?

serena 💄👠
it will be.

𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝗍𝖾𝗑𝗍!

⤹ *·˚ 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐃 ⋆.ೃ࿔*
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𝖳𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝟣𝟤:𝟣𝟧 𝖺.𝗆.

luca and i are picking you up
greek food for dinner 💜

charles bass
thank you 💜

you haven't unblocked the number,
right?

charles bass
yes, mother
i have not unblocked the number
and i do not plan to

you sure about that?

charles bass
i—

you and i both know he's your
achilles heel

charles bass

keilah ana winters bianchi
archambault

charles bass
yes???

you are eighteen years old.

charles bass
according to my birth certificate, yes,
i am

i am tired of your shit and i am
gonna say what i know amandla,
row, and z have been saying for the
past year

charles bass
what? that i'm a bad bitch??

no
that you're a sad bitch

charles bass
ow
that hurt
but you're not wrong

and that this wall you have put
up in front of you is doing more
harm than good.
sending memes, being sarcastic,
and making jokes rather than
discussing what happened, processing
it, embracing it, and being honest
is doing more harm than good.
your defense mechanisms are now
on the offense and are hurting you.
luca and i see it every day.
you need to be able to have a serious
conversation with someone
regardless if it's about joshua or not.
you need to open up and drop your
wall. you are drowning in your
depression, ptsd, and anxiety. i know
you know that.

charles bass
so what you're saying is

i'm gonna beat your ass

charles bass

keilah, i am begging you to be
serious for one second

charles bass
listen
i hear you

do you?

charles bass
yes, i do.
but i don't know how to do that.
i don't know how to let that wall
down. i don't know how to talk
about everything that happened.
i don't know how to have serious
conversations. i don't know anything.
all i know is that i started liking
harrison and felt that maybe i could
be honest with him, and then i got
that text. that fucked up everything.
1 step forward, 50 steps back.
i'm right back to being the girl that
was on-call for him 24/7 and feeling
like i owe him my time. i feel like i
owe him something when i know
i don't because, if anything, he
owes me a year and a month of my
life back and a new heart because he
took the one i had and broke it
without a second thought. he broke
me and i hate that i let someone
ever have that kind of power and
hold over me. all i feel is anger and
sadness all the time and it never
goes away.

i'm proud of you.

charles bass
huh
you were JUST bitching at me

you finally opened up
that's progress
THIS is progress, lila

charles bass
you know i hate that nickname

yes, i do but it's beautiful just like you

charles bass
aw shucks
now shut up

watch your tone

charles bass
oh my god, there's no tone
IT'S A TEXT

i suspect tone

charles bass
i suspect that i'm about to get
annoyed. goodbye!

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⌇ 𝘯𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯⠀|⠀𝑛𝜊 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠⠀꒱
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     hey everyone!! i hope you all enjoyed the nineteenth chapter!

     I LOVE KEILS AND AMALIA SM!!!!!!!

     this chapter is all over the place, i know. also, i hate joshua and can guarantee that this man will not see heaven. (you'll feel the same way once it's finally revealed what happened and when he shows up irl.)

     anyway, hi hey hello!! long time no update since april!!! let's just say life threw me a fucking earthquake, curveball included. i've had heavy writer's block and no motivation to write for this story, truth be told. despite that, here's this mess that i may not fully love but sticks to the story's central plot and contains the aspects that are needed for background context and foreshadowing.

     the next chapter will be out on sunday since it's already finished! see you soon!!

     𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑: thank you all for taking the time out of your days to comment on this story. it means a lot and helps the story be spread to a wider audience &&& gives me the opportunity to grow as an author. all i ask is that people vote on each chapter, please. as a creator, it takes time to write and develop stories. especially social media-based ones because there's so much to take into consideration and the amount of time i've dedicated to finding graphics, screenshotting everything siena mirabella (and other characters) posts, making graphics, etc., is ridiculous. so please, vote on every chapter. it means a lot more than i could ever express.

     don't forget to vote & comment!