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I looked at the post, it made me happy for a second until I realized Christoffer and I aren't on talking terms.

" See his post? " Noora asked as she sat down next to me.

" Ja. " I shrugged.

" Anyways, you going to the party tonight? " Noora asked a second question.

" I don't know Noora. " I told her, unsure.

" Are you still in mourning? " She sassed.

" Shut up Sætre. " I nudged her playfully.

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" Decide to show up? " Noora chuckled as I sat next to her.

" Had nothing better to do. " I shrugged.

" They're acting weird tonight. " She said, pointing to William and Christoffer.

" Don't they always? "

" More than usual.. " She trailed off.

" That's a little hard to believe. " I laughed.

" Just look at them. " Noora pointed again.

The two left the room and went upstairs.

" Are you going to find out what they're up to or do I? " Noora asked.

I stood up and followed the two. The went into a room, it's wrong to eavesdrop. I couldn't. But here I am listening in.

" Chris. " William sighed.

" What! " Christoffer yelled.

" You can't do that. It's wrong. Like totally wrong. " William elaborated.

" So? War is wrong. " Christoffer analyzed.

" That's not the same as what's happening here. You are trying to dig up dirt on her. On Aria! She didn't do anything wrong! You did. You cheated on her. " William spoke.

" But she left me- and it makes me so angry. She makes me so angry. Why does she have to do that! Go off and make me fucking fall in love with her. " Christoffer yelled.

" She left you because you're a douche. " Willam said.

The two stopped talking and I heard footsteps coming towards the door. I immediately moved away and went on my phone to pretend like I was doing something.

" Speak of the devil. " William joked as he shoved Christoffer, eying me.

" Hey. " I smiled at William, definitely not at Christoffer.

" Can we talk? " Christoffer asked.

" You're drunk. " I scoffed, I could smell the alcohol in his breathe. I knew that he most likely wasn't drunk, just wanted to annoy him.

" Doesn't mean we can't talk. " He shrugged, grabbing my arm and pulling me into a room with him.

" I don't want to talk. " I pushed him off of me.

" Aria please. " He begged.

" Nei. " I shook my head, folding my arms.

" Fine, you don't have to talk just listen to me. " Christoffer started.

" I know you heard what William and I were talking about. I'm sorry, it's stupid I know. I know what you'd say. You'd tell me, it was an idiotic decision. I know that. I was just so mad about what I did, I thought I could get away with it if I made you feel bad. I don't know why I thought that. But I know what I said when I said I was in love with you. Hell, I'm in love with you. I know you probably don't care but you just had to know. " He spoke quickly, trying to get his words out so he wouldn't feel embarrassed.

" Well say something.. " He trailed off, fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

" I'm never good at saying something. " I confessed, looking over at him finally.

His eyes met mine, for the first time in what seemed like years.

I wrapped my arms around his torso, he threw his arms around me as well.

" Hey, it's okay. " Christoffer whispered into my hair, pulling me closer to him, " How about I give you a ride home? "

" How about I give you a ride home, you're drunk. " I pulled away.

" Sober enough. " He shrugged.

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" Thanks for driving me. " Christoffer chuckled as we walked into his house. I've been here before, but never over night.

" No problem. " I shrugged it off.

" How are you going to get home? " He asked.

" Probably walk. " I told him.

" Nei. You're not going to walk home this late. "

" Ill be fine. " I comforted him.

" Nei, you're staying here. " He demanded.

" Christoffer- " I started but he cut me off.

" It's not up for discussion. " He told me as he grabbed my hand and dragged me to his room.

" Sleep in the bed, I'll take the desk chair. " Christoffer said as he sat me on the bed.

" You're not sleeping in that chair. Let me. " I volunteered, standing up from the bed.

" Nei. " Christoffer said, lightly pushing me back down onto the bed.

I laid back, defeated.

He moved the chair so it was by the bed, his feet propped up on the mattress.

" Don't sleep in that chair. " I told him.

" It's fine, I've fallen asleep plenty of times in this chair in the middle of doing some type of project. " He nervously chuckled.

" Please, Ill feel guilty. " I said lightly, sitting up and tugging on his wrist, signaling him to get in the bed.

" You're sure? " Christoffer asked.

I nodded. He immediately got out of the chair and hopped in the bed. Christoffer laid across from me, facing one another.

" What now? " He asked.

" Up to you. " I shrugged.

" This is kind of awkward. " Christoffer laughed.

" Do something. " I said, shrugging once more.

He tucked a piece of stray hair behind my hair. He then moved his hand to the small of my back and pulled me towards him.

" What're you doing? " I laughed.

" I'm doing something. " He said lightly.

He pulled me even closer to him and wrapped me in his arms. He then pulled me over him, this way I was laying on top of him. My legs on either side of him, my hands on his chest.

" What the- " I started.

" Shush. " He hushed me. He kept his hands around me, I put my arms around his neck and rested my head on his chest.

For the first time in what seemed like forever, I fell asleep peacefully.