I was leaning on Thessa's bed while she was brushing my hair with her hands. I told her everything, every single detail about how he was being super nice and kind with me before revealing his thoughts about me.

"I'm sorry baby, I didn't want any of this to happen." She said and I continued to stare at the ceiling.

"Mhm." I muttered not really interested in her words, all I could think about was him. He, the way he smiled and laughed at my horrible pickup lines or the way he spoke about his dog. His gentle touch, his brown and pretty eyes. Even the way he texted me till late night.

"You look so depressed." She pointed out and I glared at her. "What? It's true! But, I mean, I think it's normal since you've been crushing on him for months just to find out that he doesn't want to have anything to do with you."

"Now I feel so much better." I rolled my eyes ironically. "Let's forget the part where he kisses me and then tells me that he just wanted to taste an Osterfield."

"Yeah, that sounds creepy." I smiled and then started laughing, she did the same. And yeah, now that I thought about it, it really was creepy. And what the fuck did that even mean?

"Oh my god, what am I gonna do now?" I asked sitting up next to her. "I feel like there was something between us, you know, something special before he denied all."

"I don't know Renata, he said he doesn't want to be around you anymore." Thessa pointed out.

"Am I any near him?" I joked and she gave me a look. "Ok, that's not the point. What I'm saying is that if he wanted to dump me for real, he wouldn't have been so damn nice. He even felt bad for making me cry." I tried to explain.

"He made you cry?" She yelled becoming a protective best friend.

"That's not important right now." I scoffed away the problem.

"Oh hell yeah it is. What kind of boy makes a girl cry?" I rolled my eyes again and she seemed to calm down. "Ok ok. What I'm thinking is: if you are so much into him, try at least to talk to him about it."

"Nope, I need another plan. How about I try to move on?" I smiled and she raised an eyebrow.

"Are you even capable of moving on?"

"Of course, I don't even remember his name." I waves my hand laughing. Then my phone vibrated and I took it quickly. "Is it him?" I yelled turning it on.

"Moving on, I see." She commented and I raised my third finger reading the message. "So, it's him?"

"No, it's Haz. He can't drive me home, I have to go on my own." I snorted. "Damn brother, I don't understand why he's so... So-"

"Useless, selfish, rude, coward and bitchy?" She used all my insults and I nodded in agreement. "Well, I'm sure my dad can drive you home."

She stood up and went to her parents and I snorted looking at my phone. Maybe Thessa's right, I can't give up so easily.

I turned it on entering his chat, we didn't text since three days now, I felt so bad, maybe he was just waiting for me to make a move and I was just super depressed to even think about this shit.

To Curly Hair:
If I had a penny for every time I think about you, I would have a penny 'cause you never leave my mind.

I typed quickly and then sent it without thinking about it too much, if he cared he would have answered. I was so bad at it.

From Curly Hair:
I told you to let go.

To Curly Hair:
You said we couldn't see each other again, never mentioned anything about texting.

From Culry Hair:
Renata, you know this is bad.
Stop it.

To Culry Hair:
No, you stop it!
I can't believe you're giving up because of a stupid fight between our families.

From Curly Hair:
It's not stupid, it's family business you know.
Why wouldn't you just forget about me?

To Curly Hair:
Because we were having a good time even if our parents hate each other.

From Curly Hair:
That's why you texted me in the first place?

To Curly Hair:
No, I mean, maybe.
It just happened that I really liked you and I wanted to see myself who you are.

From Curly Hair:
Now that you've seen who I am, can you stop this before we start another fight?

To Curly Hair:
You can't deny that you feel something for me as well!
You kissed me, goddammit.

From Curly Hair:
You're a nice girl, I already told you that.
It's called attraction.

To Curly Hair:
I don't know why you're doing this Tom.
I feel like you're stopping yourself because of something that doesn't have to do with us.
I've sensed such a connection with you.
But if you want to give up that easily, ok, tell me you don't care about me and I'll leave you alone.

From Curly Hair:
Are you done?

To Curly Hair:
Just say it.

From Curly Hair:
I don't care about you.
I just wanted to have fun and see if Osterfields are that bad.

To Curly Hair:
Ok then.
My parents were right, you Hollands are cruel people.

From Curly Hair:
Yeah, we are.

To Curly Hair:
Have a good life.

I shook my head and started to cry, I was so sensitive and I didn't even know. He said it so I had to keep my distance from him, I clicked on his contact and changed his name from Curly Hair to Dumbass H. and turned off my phone.

"Hey, my father said- oh my god, are you ok?" Thessa asked me seeing me in tears.

"He said he doesn't care about me, he just wanted to have fun." I explained using my broken voice.

"He's a jerk, don't think about him." She hugged me. "How about you tell your father that you sleep here tonight? I don't wanna leave alone like this." She patted my back and I nodded.

"Why is he a Holland?" I asked then without any reason. "If he wasn't a Holland, things would be a lot easier."

"Sometimes the easy way isn't the right one." She muttered and I knew she was damn right.