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XENIA

The tension in the air was excruciating and I would rather be anywhere but here. I sighed for the hundredth time that day and Milo chuckled at my actions with an amused look in his eyes. I looked at him from across the table. We were at a cafe in school which was filled with students having a drink or reading.

"You're having so much fun with this aren't you?" I asked through gritted teeth.

He smirked and leaned on the table, flexing his biceps which were on full display due to his shirt which stopped at his upper arm. "I hate that you still have to suck up to this dude. I'm certainly not enjoying this. I would rather put a hole in his skull," He scoffed.

"It's just for a few days, we'll expose him soon. We've gone over this. We both behave as if nothing happened and lure him to the theatre where we'll both act like we're just finding out about all this."

"That's stupid." He protested taking a sip from his americano. "Just let's deal with him here, it's faster."

"No! Ryan has a huge pride... We need to bring him down and embarrass him."

"I can help with the embarrassing part."

"Really? How? Do you have something on him?" I widened my eyes in excitement and he laughed.

I was about to tell him to spill it when my phone beeped with a message from Ryan.

Ryan❤️: I'm so sorry I'm running late love. I think the boys are playing some sort of prank on me. All my clothes were gone when I was done with practice. I'll be at the cafe soon.

I paused and raise my eyes to an amused Milo. A smile slowly found its way to my lips and I burst out in laughter making him join me.

"I guess you know now," He mumbled and I slapped his arm.

"Milo!" I laughed. "You're so brutal and that's a classic prank."

"I can just imagine him running around with a towel asking who took his clothes and accusing those poor kids," He said mockingly and I shook my head.

"That's a good start to the revenge okay." We fist-bumped and his smile was the cherry on top.

"I was actually thinking..." He began slowly as I took a sip of my drink.

I waited for him to continue but he shifted uncomfortably in his seat and opened his mouth to speak but shut it again and threw his hair back as a low grunt escaped his lips. He stared at me deeply.

"What?" I asked feeling the blush creeping from my neck to my cheeks.

"I don't know Xenia," He breathed still keeping his eyes on me.

"Is something stressing you out?"

"Yes, you."

My heartbeat increased and I could hear the rate of it in my ears. My hands became sweaty and my throat went dry. He knocked the words right from my throat and all I could see was his deep brown eyes staring into mine, looking so deep in thought and dragging me into his world. There's just something about guys with brown eyes.

"You make me worry about you all the time, you're all that's in my head and I'm not even complaining. It's so confusing how someone can have this much effect on me, I want you by my side at all times I always have. But you were with someone else. I had to find a way to stay by you hence the best friend tag. Do you know how many times I've wanted to hold you in my arms and bury my face in your neck..... to feel your lips on mine with our heartbeats syncing. I've wanted to do so much with you but I wanted you to be happy. I've always been here Xenia. I think everyone probably knows about my feelings for you, that's why your lover boy doesn't like me. And now that you've seen his through colors I hate that you still have to meet him and remember how he hurt you. And I know how much you love him, I hate that. I just want you to be happy and forget all bad times, I want to be there for you like I always have."

This time my heart stops. Time stops. My brain stops working. I stop thinking. This moment.... His words..... I want to imprint them permanently in my brain. I want to capture this moment in a disk and replay it every minute and every second of my life. For once I want time to stop. I want the earth to stop rotating to give me the pleasure of being with him in this movement forever. His gaze soften as he stared at me and so did my heart.

His words seemed so carefully picked. He picked the perfect words to make cracks in my heart to let him in, to make cracks that can only let him in. And I'm falling deep for this man.

"Milo," I managed to breathe and he sucked in a breath like my words were the ventilator that gave him life again like my words commanded the oxygen to move into his lungs again as my words gave him life.

"No no Xenia..... you don't have to say anything. I didn't just confess for you to magically have feelings for me, I just wanted you to know that I'm always here. I don't want to put any pressure on you to give me an answer now. I want you to take your time. I'm just worried that once you meet him again you'll get hurt. But you're strong," He said softly as he captured my hands.

A rough hand suddenly grabs mine away from Milo and I look up to see Ryan breathing heavily.

"Don't touch her," He said to Milo sternly and Milo rolled his eyes, getting up.

"Hey..... you got your clothes," I said to Ryan and he finally tore his burning gaze from Milo to look at me.

"Yes love, I had a little help with that. I swear those guys are not going to forget this, I'll make them pay." He paused. "I see you had company while I was away."

I replied with a laugh and took my hands away from his. I took out my phone to text Myra while Milo wore his varsity jacket.

"Yes she did," Milo said with a fake smile making Ryan sneer at him.

"Goodbye Romano," Ryan said, signaling him to leave.

Milo had a disgusted look on his face as he looked at Ryan before turning to me and ruffling my hair. "Later Manchester," He said softly before waking away.

My heart did a backflip and I tried to hide the smile that was forming on my face as Ryan looked like he wanted to kill Milo at that moment.

"I really hate that boy."

"That feeling is mutual between both of you," I laughed before taking a sip of my drink.

"I'm telling you don't trust him, he looks very suspicious. He's one of those guys who just want to get into a girl's pants. He probably has two girlfriends I'm telling you."

My eyes widen at the irony of the situation and I shook my head.

"Let's leave that topic."

"You're right. Let's not ruin the moment. How are you? You had practice today right?"

I nod. "Coach says I have a high chance of being selected. It's been my dream forever."

He moved his hand across the table to hold mine and I shut my eyes to calm myself down.

"You're Xenia, you're the best. You'll definitely be selected, I know that for sure," He smiled and for a second he affected me until I remember why I'm there and the feeling crashed. Looking into his eyes and remembering all our moments, I felt so betrayed and humiliated. He looked so innocent like he won't ever hurt me.

It made me realize that if I didn't see him cheating on me. I might not have believed Milo if he told me without evidence. Even now I'm beginning to wonder if all that really happened. I had planned what I was going to say but being in his presence I forgot it all.

"Ryan, would you hurt me?" I asked staring into his cobalt-blue eyes.

He furrowed his eyebrows and looked at me worried. "What? Xenia, I would never do that. What's wrong?"

He looked so perfect sitting there with his eyes looking at me earnestly and his slightly wet blonde hair falling into his eyes. His white hoodie and black jacket fitted him perfectly and his sliver chain dangled as he leaned forward to hold my chin. It wasn't until his hands wiped my tears that I realized that I was crying.

"Why are you crying? What's making you sad? Love, please talk to me." His innocent and worried tone made the tears pour out uncontrollably. I wondered why this was happening. Why couldn't he have been a normal guy who wasn't cheating on me with Myra? Why couldn't our relationship have been normal?

I wanted this to all be a lie, to all be a dream and I'll wake up in his arms when everything was still perfect. I wondered why he would do this to me. Why would he know he was hurting me and yet still ask why I'm hurting? He knows that he's cheating yet he claims to love me. It makes me think my eyes and ears are lying to me and he's the only one telling the truth.

Before I knew what was happening he was by my side, crouching. "Xenia," He breathed softly and pulled me into this embrace, he placed a soft kiss on my forehead.

No no please don't do that. It makes all of this harder.

But...... but oh I love his hugs, I love his smell, his warmth, his forehead kisses.

His actions cause me to cry more and my heart cracked with each sob. He was hurting me yet I couldn't let go. It was like touching a hot pan when you're fully aware it'll hurt but you can't stop yourself.

If any other girl was in my shoes I would have said she was the most stupid girl on the planet, and that she deserved to get her heart broken. But being the one in this situation, I understand it all. To be deeply in love with someone that you make yourself feel the pain caused by that person. It's so stupid.

I pull back and wiped my tears, trying to pull myself together. All the fixing Milo did to make me feel better seems to be washed away from my mind, now I was the same person I was that day when I saw him kissing Myra. Heartbroken all over again.

"I'm good," I told him with a forced smile and he nodded before placing a soft kiss on my lips and I let him. I stupidly let him. He got up and moved to his seat.

"I'm here Xenia, you can talk to me," He reassured me.

"Ryan... I hate to say it but you're my favorite mistake..... I don't think I would change anything we did."

As I stared at him across the table, a bitter feeling took over me and I could feel my blood boiling. Suddenly I want to lash out all my anger and ask him why he's doing this to me. Why he's putting me through this but I result to folding my hands into a fist and looking outside to see the sun slowly setting as the sky took on a soft purple and orange color.

Then I spot a familiar blonde hair held up by her glasses, her white tennis skirt, and her blue sweater making its way into the cafe.

A smirk masked my lips and I turned to Ryan who was telling me not to worry about the selection. Counting the second in my head I drained out his voice. One, two, three, four, fi-

"Quinn," A feminine voice called cheerfully, and a full smile formed on my glosses lips. Her hands land on my shoulder and I watch as Ryan moves his gaze from mine to hers and all the blood disappears from his face.

He abruptly stood up, with his jaw hanging and a nervous look masked on his face.

I got up too and took a deep breath before turning to hug the person who was behind me and called out her name cheerfully.

"Myra."

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I love this chapter so much! Who's with me??

I know you all might be annoyed at Xenia and how she can't get over Ryan but honestly, it's so hard to get over someone you've been in love with for so long. I wanted to portray that through her, even how she saw everything and started to hate him, just one movement with him can melt all that away.

It's so sad that so many girls have gone through experiences like this.

And also big drama about to go down.🙈

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. A new chapter would be out soon.

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