Everything's a mess.

I can't stop crying. I don't know what the worst part is. The fact that I kissed Sam even if I don't feel anything for him, or that it happened because I wanted revenge for what Chloe did? I mean, am I really jealous? Well, if I am, then I have to stop.

I head to the bus station, still sobbing. When I get home, I'm alone, but it's better, so no one can ask me why my eyes are so red and puffy; I’m not in the mood to explain it. After removing make-up, I reach my bedroom, and when I am about to burst into tears again, I remember that I have to do homework. I do it quickly and right after I get into bed. Even if it is only 6 pm, I need a break and stop thinking about what happened before. I feel so bad for what I’ve done, and I know that it's my fault if now Sam doesn’t want to talk to me.

"Honey, wake up!" I hear a woman's voice. It's my mum. "Mum...sorry, I fell asleep. What time is it?" I ask while rubbing my eyes. "Ehm...it's 8 pm. I woke you up because I thought you wanted to eat something. Are you hungry?" Damn. I took a pretty long nap! But I immediately remember what happened today, and I instantly sigh. "Thanks, mum, but I am not hungry at all. Can I just go to bed again? I've already done my homework, and the only thing that I wanna do now is keep sleeping, sorry." She looks at me, understanding that something is going on, but I'm not in the mood for any other questions. She nods and kisses me on my forehead. Right after, she leaves, turning the lights off and closing the door. I lay my head on the pillow, and I fall asleep again.

The next day.

The alarm rings at 6:30 as usual, and even if I slept for many hours, I'd rather lay in my bed all day long. I get up and wear a random hoodie with a pair of black jeans. After washing my face, I reach the bathroom, and I put on a little bit of foundation and some mascara. I head downstairs to make some coffee. As always, the only pleasure is that I am home alone. I sit down and slowly drink my coffee while scrolling through my Instagram and Twitter. I then put on my shoes and reach the bus station, heading to school.

When I see Jennifer, I pull her in for a hug, and she says: "So... Yesterday I didn't show up because I had to help my mother with, you know, the usual stuff. And... what about you? When we were texting, you told me that you needed to tell me something ... Is it bad?" She looks at me worried, and once again, my face explains everything, so we sit on a bench and start talking.

Jennifer doesn't look mad, and thankfully, she is comprehensive. But of course, she freaks out about the fact that now I am friends with Dylan and that he has my number. "Are you going to tell Dylan about the kiss?" She asks. "I don't know how he is going to react, but I don't want to lie to him. So yes, when he will ask to meet me, I will tell him about everything. Thank you Jennifer for understanding; I thought that you would be mad at me." Before pulling me in for a hug, she says: "Don't worry about Sam, you will figure it out." We reach our class, and then the lesson starts. During History class, I receive a message from an unknown number. Luckily I had my phone on mute, or the teacher would kick me out for using it.

From unknown: Hey, it's Dylan. Do you want to hang out today? Tomorrow I have a flight to Los Angeles, and I'll be back in two weeks, so today it's the only free day. Let me know xx

"Awesome" I whisper. I immediately save his number, and then I answer.

To Dylan: Sure, today is fine. But... Can we meet at Ashbridge's Bay Park, please? Is it okay at 4 pm?

I can't go to the café, not after what happened. After two minutes, Dylan replies.

From Dylan: Sure. See you later.

When class ends, I inform Jennifer about Dylan, and I promise to tell her what will happen right after the meeting. Soon it's lunchtime, and we go to the school's cafeteria to eat something and then there’s only one class left. We get out of school, and after greeting Jen, I reach the bus station that gets me at the Park. It's 3:55 pm, and I am waiting for Dylan.

Damn, how is it possible that my hands are sweating even if we are in autumn? Pretty simple: I’m nervous as hell. It’s not because I am hanging out with a famous singer, but because I have to tell him about the kiss and not know how he will react. Then I think: why should he get mad? I mean, we are not in a relationship, so I think that I can kiss whoever I want, right?

At that moment, I feel that someone is touching my shoulder, and I turn around. It's Dylan. "Hey. Did I scare you?" He asks, giggling. I laugh “Maybe”, and then we sit on a bench. "You smell amazing. Is that my fragrance?" I blush, and then I nod. "Glad that you like it!" He says with a big smile on his face.

SAM'S POV.

Thankfully I have a 30 minutes break. Meanwhile, I decide to call Chloe since there are too many bad things going on between us. "Babe, how is it going?" She asks."We need to talk. Can you meet me here at the café in 10 minutes?" I try to be calm."Sure, I'll be right there. Love you!" I hang up without replying.

When Chloe arrives, she tries to greet me with a kiss, but I pull her away. "Sam, what's wrong?" She asks, worried. Was Olivia right? Did my girlfriend kiss Dylan on purpose? I need to know the truth. We sit down, and then I start talking: "Chloe, Liv told me everything. But first, I want to know the truth from you. Did you kiss Dylan just to make her jealous?"

Her eyes widened. I knew it. "Don't say nothing; your face has already spoken. For the love of God, Chloe! You cheated on me twice, and I've always forgiven you. You perfectly know that Olivia and I are just friends, but you never believed that! So that's why you kissed him, eh? I swear, Chloe, that you aren’t getting a third chance to hurt me. It's over."

She looks scared, and when she is about to say something, I stop her with: "Don't even try to defend yourself because you won't change my mind. And, just to be clear, don't try to come to this café either because I seriously don't want to see you again. You're evil!" She stands up and then starts to cry while walking away. Olivia was telling the truth this whole time, but that doesn't mean that I've already forgiven her for kissing me. Anyway, I'll wait a bit, and then I will try to clarify the situation. But for now, I have to get back to work.

OLIVIA'S POV.

"Dylan, I need to tell you something." I say while my hands are shaking. He sees that and grabs them—what a wonderful feeling. "Olivia, calm down. You can tell me everything. Go ahead." He speaks calmly. I take a deep breath, and then I say: "Yesterday I met Sam and I told him about the fact that Chloe kissed you. I mean, he deserved to know the truth, right? I don't know what was going on in my mind at that moment, maybe because I wanted revenge, but I kissed him."

He immediately leaves my hands looks furious. Shoot. "What?! First, you tell me that you weren't jealous about what happened with Chloe and that you didn't feel anything for Sam, and then you kiss him?" He speaks while he’s raising his voice at me.

I can feel a tear come down my cheek. "Dylan, I don't have any feelings for Sam! But I wanted to tell you what happened because I thought that we were friends and that maybe you could understand since I was confused and angry!" I reply with a shaking voice. "Lies, Liv! If you didn't have feelings for him, then you wouldn't kiss him! How do you pretend me to understand, eh? You're a liar!" He turns around and walks away. "Dylan, wait! Please!" It's useless. I try to yell his name again, but he won't stop walking. I burst into tears once again. Everything’s a mess.