"Okay so Tom just got rejected by the loser Y/N. How does it feel?" Tailor said from behind the phone shoving it all the way up in Tom's face.

Tom shrugged and moved Tailor's arm as he went back to his spot in the couch.

"Truth or dare Tom." Tailor said, the camera still focusing on Tom - she'd got a plan.

"Dare." Tom shrugged.

"Make Y/N fall in love with you by the end of senior year." She chuckled. People started cheering at the dare.

"By the end of senior year? Please Tay, I could make it happen by the end of this month." Tom rolled his eyes.

"Is this really a good idea?" Harrison pushed and Tailor pointed the camera at him.

"Shut up Haz, stop being such a downer." She spoke.

"I just don't want her to-"

"There he goes." Tailor interrupted and pointed her phone at Tom as he was on his way upstairs.

"Let's see how this goes." She said and turned the phone to her smirking face.

"Toodles."

I hate you Thomas Holland.

I pulled away from Tom's arms, disgusted by him. He was still preoccupied by the movie and had clearly not seen what I just had.

"Who the hell do you think you are!?" I whispered intensely, looking down at the phone in my hands, tears making my vision unclear.

"Did you say something darling?" Tom said, still paying attention to the movie.

"Get out of my room immediately!" I said louder to make sure he heard clearly. His eyes met my glossy ones, tears slowly starting to make their way down my cheeks.

"What do you mean? What's wrong baby?" He said, caressing my cheek as he noticed I was crying. I flinched at his touch and jumped out of the bed.

"Don't call me that! It was all just a lie! It was all an act." I said, regret washing over me. He tilted his head to the side, frowning as if he didn't know what I was talking about.

He's a great actor.

"Wow." I snorted and looked up at the ceiling, trying to prevent the next tears from falling. In times like this I wish I was strong enough to not cry. It felt woeful crying when all I wanted to do was being evident in the things I said.

I wish all my weakness could be hidden.

Tom got up from the bed and walked towards me.

"Y/N, what's wrong?" He questioned, concern written all over his face.

"I was a fucking bet!?" I yelled, taking a few steps back. My eyes bored into his and I felt like I could see right through him. He stopped walking as the realization hit him.

"All this time I was a fucking bet!" I screamed still locking eyes with him while impending taking a few steps towards him. His eyes were fluttering from my one eye to the other.

"Well congratulations on your win cause yes, I fell in love with you! Happy!?" I scoffed, clenching my fists, my nails boring into my palms.

"Y/N, it's not like that.. it was a mistake." He said hesitantly.

"Yes it was! It was a mistake trusting you. I should've just listened to the things said about you." I said looking down at the ground in despair.

"You are so.. coldhearted." The last word was struggling to come out as I found it hard to admit it.. he was coldhearted.. he played with my feelings while I was actually falling in love... and even for the first time.

"I promise-" He started but I didn't let him finish.

"Does it give you a thrill?" I said low voiced, slowly looking up at him again, his eyes still fluttering.

"What?" He questioned, furrowing his brows even more.

"Breaking hearts. Does that make you feel like you're a fucking king or something?" I shot at him.

"It's not like that, that video was ages ago-"

"Oh, and that excuses it!? Get the fuck out of my room Tom!" I yelled, not letting him get a word in.

"Y/N listen! I'm so sorry about this! I know it was wrong of me but it was so long ago! I didn't go through all of this just because of a fucking bet. The bet was before I knew you!" He said taking a step towards me, his hand reaching for my hair.

"Stop it!" I screamed at him, my eyes full of regret for ever liking him, his eyes looking lost. He said nothing. I felt him in front of me just staring.

You've got a big mouth, why is now the time you actually shut up?

"Aren't you gonna fucking say something!? Like you regret it or something!" I screamed.

"But I don't. If I hadn't made that bet I would've never gotten to know you." He spoke calmly and looked at me with puppy eyes.

Forget it Thomas.

"Oh, so you're glad you made a bet on me like I was a fucking object!?" I dried my eyes that had stopped shedding tears a while ago.

You don't cry over men like this.

"That's not what I meant!" He said getting frustrated, as if it was not him that was in the wrong place.

"I want you to leave." I said and turned around to sit on my windowsill.

"Y/N.. I love you."

Don't you ever dare say that to me again.

"Leave, now!" I said sharply, facing him again.

All this time we've spent together... all along I've just been a fucking bet.

"I would never in my life do anything to hurt her pure heart. She's so important to me."

Lies

"I love you."

Lies