AMELIA.
I kept on looking at her like I was starstruck. I couldn't figure out why. All I knew was that I was scared.
Deep down, I knew that Dylan wouldn't leave me but anything could happen and he could decide that he didn't want me again, I wondered if I should tell Ava.
“I'm fine.” I told her and she shot daggers at me.
“Don't make me ask again, Amelia. Spill it.”
“I really am okay.” I said and she sighed.
“Do I look like a fool to you? Ever since we got back from the second break, you've been acting so weird and spacing out, and Dylan is nowhere to be found. It doesn't take rocket science to know that you and Dylan fought, he's probably the one that f****d up, and you're trying to protect him, so spill,” She said and I shook my head.
“No, no, no, no. He didn't do anything, i
