Thoughts.

While I'm on the bus that takes me home, my mind begins to wander. Why is Dylan so mad that I kissed Sam? I hoped that he could understand, but he didn't. Maybe he is mad because I told him that I don't have any feelings for Sam, but now he must think that I do after what happened. But still, he totally overreacted! Imagine if he found that out from another person and not from me, he would’ve been even angrier... I still don't think that he had the right to react that way. He was supposed to understand, just like Jennifer did.

When I get home, I find Allison in the living room watching some TV. When she looks at me, she pulls me in for a hug. "Hey, what's up?" she asks. "I made a huge mistake." "Tell me; you know that you can talk to me about everything!" She points at the couch, so we sit down.

After explaining the whole thing, a smile appears on her face. I frown my eyebrows and ask: "Why are you smiling? This is a mess." You still don't get it, eh?" I look at her even more confused, shaking my head.

She explains: "Liv, it's pretty simple: there is only one reason why he overreacted that way: it's obvious that he cares about you...but not just as a friend. And you too, otherwise you wouldn't have kissed Sam, don't you think?" I froze. No, this is not true. It can't be true. Dylan and I are only friends... Right?

"Allison, what are you talking about?! He has known me for barely a week, so there’s no way that we have feelings for each other!" "Liv, you know that there is something called love at first sight? I bet that this is the case..." I look at her, shocked. "This is definitively NOT the case!" I raise my voice nervously. "Think whatever you want, but deep down, you know that I am right. You like him, and so does he. That's it. If you really want to fix this whole situation, call him or send a text. If Dylan truly cares about you, he’ll eventually text back. Listen to me for once."

I don't reply. I get up and go upstairs, heading to my bedroom. Is she right? Should I call him? Shoot, let's do this. I grab my phone and dial Dylan’s number. It rings once, twice, and then nothing. When I think that he answered, I realize that he declined the call. What a jerk! I give him one more chance and send a text.

To Dylan: Dylan, please, we need to talk. Call me when you see this message, please.

I've been waiting for almost two hours, but he still hasn’t replied. I am so mad that I am about to smash my phone, seriously. Allison wasn't right. He doesn't care about me, or he would’ve replied by now! I need to think about something else, a distraction. It's like someone read my mind because at that moment, I receive a call. I don't know why, but a part of me is hoping that it's Dylan, but when I see that it's not him, I think: "Even better."

"Sam..."

"Hi, Liv. Listen. You were right about Chloe. Can we meet so I can explain everything?" He doesn't sound that mad, just a little bit distant.

"Ehm...Sure. Where do you want to meet? I have nothing to do right now."

"I don't work today, so can we meet at the bar in front of your house in twenty minutes?"

"Yes, it's perfect. See you there."

I honestly wasn't expecting a call from him since he was so mad at me. I wonder if he broke up with Chloe... And if he did, is it because of me? Whatever it is, I hope that he will forgive me, because Sam is a fantastic friend and I don’t want to lose him. I quickly get dressed, and before walking out of the house, I turn to my sister, who is still watching some tv. "Allison... I did as you said. I both called and texted him, but he didn't reply as you thought. I tried, okay? But you're not right. He doesn't care about me in that way. He never will." I don't wait for an answer and leave, slamming the door.

I head to the bar, and I see him. We both notice that there is an awkward silence. I talk first: "So... what is it? You mentioned Chloe. Did something happen between you two?" I ask him, a little bit curious.

"Yes, we broke up. I wanted to know if what you told me was true, so I met her, understanding what she did right away. I got so mad that I decided to end things with her. The point is that you were right. I want to fix this, but first... Please, tell me the truth. Did you kiss me because you were jealous or because you have feelings for me? I need to know."

He doesn't look mad anymore. Even though I’m embarrassed, I decide to tell the truth. I can't deny this anymore: "Sam, I don't have, and I have never had feelings for you. I kissed you because I was freaking jealous of what Chloe did. And you know why I felt that way? It’s because I understood that I have feelings for Dylan. It is not because he is famous or hot, but because he is so sweet, funny, and one of the most humble people I know. I like him for the person that he is. There you go."

Damn. Allison was right, and I notice it only now. Good, Liv, very good. Sam is now smiling. "Thank you for telling me the truth. And girl, Dylan has feelings for you too! It's pretty obvious, so why aren't you two dating already?" He laughs, but I suddenly become serious. "I told him about the fact that I kissed you, and he got mad. I tried to contact him, but there was no reply. I don't even know why he is mad at me; I mean, I just told him the truth!" His smile becomes even bigger.

"Olivia, don’t you get it? He is acting jealous, and this is an obvious hint that he cares about you and has feelings for you too! Just give him some time; it’s normal that he is mad right now!" I am confused. That's what my sister told me too. Does Dylan actually have feelings for me too? "I don't know, Sam..." "Shut up, Olivia, it's the truth!" We both laugh and he pulls me in for a hug. I missed my friend. "Does this mean that we are friends again?" He nods, hugging me again. But I can't stop thinking about Dylan.

DYLAN'S POV.

Why is this girl driving me so crazy? I definitely overreacted, and she noticed that. I was so mad when she told me that she kissed Sam. I have so many questions! Did she kiss him because she was jealous or for another reason? What is she doing right now? Maybe she is with him; perhaps they are kissing again... I get mad only at the thought of it.

At that moment, Luke calls me. "Dylan, sorry to bother you, but they anticipated the flight." What the heck? "Why? Did something bad happen?" I ask, worried. "No, but they want to interview you. You gotta hurry, because the flight is in four hours. I called you right after they told me." I sigh. "Fine, I'll prepare what’s necessary, and then you can come to pick me up in an hour. Is that okay?" "It's perfect. See you."

He ends the call, and I immediately start to prepare my suitcases. I’m so lucky to have Luke as my manager; he is the best. I need to talk to him about Olivia; maybe he could give me some advice since he has always treated me as a friend, constantly caring about my health and happiness. The same goes for Freddie. I have the best team in the world, and I couldn't be happier to have them in my life.

After an hour, Luke picks me up and greets me. "Are you ready?" I nod, and we get in the car, heading to the airport. I check my phone, noticing that Olivia sent me a message and called me too. I stare at the phone screen without knowing what to do. Luke understands that there is something wrong and asks: "Dylan, what is it?" I look at him and reply: "There is a fan of mine that I met at my last concert. When I first saw her, I was impressed by her beauty, and she was so sweet. We met the next day and started to talk, feeling comfortable around each other. We already had a stupid fight [...] Now I noticed that she contacted me saying we need to talk."

Luke puts his hand on my shoulder. "Dylan, the fact that you got mad means that you are jealous, and you look pretty infatuated by her. She kissed another boy for what that girl did, which means that she was jealous too. Don't you think that she might have feelings for you? She obviously texted you because she wants to explain herself and fix things. Don't you want that too?"

I look at him and speak from the bottom of my heart: "Yes, I think that I want that too. Man, every time that I think about her, my mind goes wild. Thank you, Luke, now I know what to do." He smiles at me and then starts staring at the car's window. Do I actually want Olivia in my life as more than a friend? Hell yes. Let's do this.