Song: Drowning by Ross Lynch and Olivia Holt from the movie; Status Update

Chapter Fifty-eight: The way you're staring at me is giving me the collywobbles

There was a knock on my door.

Don't come in. It's our crying time.

"Who's there?"

The person didn't answer, they just entered the room. I turned around on the bed.

Serena.

"Who let you in?"

"Your step sister." She held a hand up. "And before you kick me out, let me speak."

I turned back around. "I think you've done enough talking."

"I am sorry about that, but would you just let me-?"

I cut her off. "Your presence here is tainting my happiness."

"You're in tears." She pointed out.

"And how do you know they are tears of sadness? They could be happy tears."

"I'm not too sure about that."

Without turning around, I continued talking. "Are CeCe and her cameraman hiding somewhere?"

"No."

"After what happened this morning, I'm not sure I can trust you."

"But I-"

I turned around and sat up on my bed, my legs touching the ground. I exclaimed at her. "Don't you get it? You're the main reason I feel miserable and empty. You eavesdropped on a private conversation. Not accidentally, and you also videoed it. You blackmailed me. You exposed sensitive information. You slept with my boyfriend!" My voice became lower as I wrung my fingers together. "And the worst part is that, the same way it takes two to tango is the same way it takes two to cheat."

Memories of that night came flooding in and I tried to fight the tears that were already dropping. My heart squeezed in sadness. Squeezed so much, that it felt like it had shattered.

"Please just leave. Seeing you is not helping me. If you've come to brag about finally having Zane, don't bother. I am happy for the two of you."

"No you're not. And no, we aren't together. I came to tell you the truth."

I kept my mouth shut. 

"I didn't sleep with Zane."

"I'm sorry if I interrupted." I bit out.

She raised up a hand. "No. That's not what I meant. Would you just let me finish?"

"You can't blame me. You made a dramatic pause. You welcomed my input."

She let out a sigh. "What I was saying was that he didn't come to sleep with me. I just wanted to make you think that."

"Why were you there in the first place?"

"I wasn't in the best relationship with my parents at that time so I stayed over at his place."

I glared at her. "Isn't it thrilling to find out that your boyfriend is sleeping in the same place as a girl who is crazy in love with him?"

She groaned. "Why do you twist my words? Você não sabe que é frustrante?"

I rolled my eyes. "Would you stop with the Portuguese already? I understand you speak it, but I don't understand what you're saying. In fact, that isn't so bad. I don't think I want to hear you talk anymore."

"It's easier to express myself in Portuguese. Você está estressando minha vida."

She knew I didn't understand what she was saying, and yet she continued. For all I knew, she could be cursing me.

"You just love to hear yourself talk, don't you?" 

"You make it so difficult to like you."

I stood up. "And you are just a ray of sunshine, aren't you?"

She crossed her arms. "I regret coming here."

"Good."

"Good." She grabbed her purse and turned to open the door. When she did, an overgrown baby fell to the ground.

She just looked at him, groaned and walked around him. I watched her go then looked down at him. "Xander, when did eavesdropping become your thing?"

He stood to his feet and dusted imaginary dirt off himself. "I wasn't eavesdropping."

I raised my brows.

He shrugged and jumped on my bed. "Okay, maybe I was. But that doesn't matter now, aren't you glad?"

"Why would I be glad?"

"Zane didn't sleep with her."

"How am I so sure?" 

From the girl who said, 'This relationship is built on the solid foundation that is trust.'

You can't judge me for that. Is it easy to trust in this situation?

Is it ever easy to trust?

"Charvi..." He whined. "Just go talk to him. Why do you insist on making yourself miserable?"

"Miserable? Why does everyone keep saying I'm miserable? I had a life before him, I'm pretty sure I can still have a life after him."

Really?

YES!

"You didn't know him in your life before him, now you do, and you just want to forget that?"

"Yes. I do. Let's even say, he didn't sleep with her. Why was he there when she was? He knows how uncomfortable their relationship feels. I know he knows she likes him, but he just chooses to overlook it. I don't want to be the girl that says he should choose between his girlfriend and his friend. And I didn't need to. He made his choice, and now I'm going to live with it."

When he didn't believe me, he made his choice. How could he think that I'd lie about something like that? He just thought the breaking up with him situation was a stunt? And how does he think it'd look to me, when I see him with her a few hours after? What is trust in a situation like this?

"What do you mean he made his choice? Is there something you're not telling me?"

I blinked. "Why would you say that?"

"Now I'm sure there's something you're not telling me."

"Xander, it's nothing. There's nothing."

"But-"

I cut him off. "Xander, just listen to me on this. If there's something I'm not telling you, I promise I'll tell you eventually."

He stared at me for a while. He hesitated, but then he nodded.

"Okay, so why are you here anyway?" Fear overtook me. "Don't tell me you also run in the evening."

He laughed. "Why do you look so mortified? Running is fun."

"Running is fun? Did you hit your head that hard?" I stomped on my floor to check it. "I mean, I know floors are hard, but I think mine has more of a bouncing back texture."

"Now I think you're the one that hit your head."

I rolled my eyes.

"Didn't you use to be on the girls soccer team?"

"Yeah, because I wanted to try something new, but since the coach refused to pay us much attention because we're girls," I mocked his tone. "Jerk! Anyways, since he refused, I gave up and look where that got me. I'm still unfit as ever!"

"We're going to work on that."

"No!" I screamed, way too quickly and loudly.

He just laughed some more. "I came here..." He started. "I came here because you're miserable and can't do without me."

"Keep telling yourself that."

"I will. I bought us tickets to an amusement park for tomorrow. Actually, Leyla bought it, but it was my idea."

"Yay?"

He rolled his eyes. "With a little more enthusiasm please."

"YAY!" I yelled as I jumped up and down, fake-giggling and clapping.

He lay back on my bed. "Now, that's more like it."

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"That was awesome!" Mia screamed as she bit out of her cotton candy.

"Well, it is an amusement park." Zahra replied.

It was me and my friends and their dates. Zahra and Kai. Xander and Mia. Leyla and Jordan. Yup, they seem to be more than just friends now. And who is my date? Me. I'm my own date.

It's just me, myself and I.

"Too bad Char doesn't want to go on any of the rides." Kai pointed out.

"They make me sick."

They remind me of the fun rides I did with Zane on one of our dates.

"But, you love rides. Are you sure you're okay?" Xander whined.

"It's fine, Xander. I'm fine. You guys should just go on ahead without me."

"But the reason we brought you here is to cheer you up."

"And I appreciate it, a lot, Xander, but I think I'll just get something to eat."

Leyla put a hand on my shoulder. "We'll be back in about an hour and you better be ready for us."

I smiled at her. "Of course."

They all started leaving, but Xander waited behind.

"Char..."

I punched his shoulder. "Don't be such a worry bug. I said I'm fine. I'm just hungry, as usual."

"It's only 4 pm. You ate like about an hour ago."

I gasped. "A whole hour? Shame on me."

You're not actually hungry.

He just rolled his eyes.

"Look." I pointed to where Mia was waiting for him. "She's waiting for you. You don't want to keep her waiting. You know how scary she can get."

"She is not scary." He smirked. "She's ferocious."

"You're calling your girlfriend ferocious?"

"She's not my girlfriend."

"Aww. Xandy boo is afraid of rejection..." I cooed as I patted his cheek.

He swatted my hand away and grumbled. "I get we're best friends and all, but you gotta stop reading my mind." Then, he stalked off to Mia.

I just smiled and headed towards the closest fast food restaurant.

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"I am so sorry. Don't be miffed. I have a friend who is minted and can fix it. He is not exactly my friend. He is popular and I am not, but we have a similar friend. So that makes me his friend. I'm sure he'll pay for it." He ranted. "I hope." He muttered, probably not expecting me to hear him.

Huh.

"I'm such a wazzock." The boy groaned as he facepalmed himself.

I was sitting in the booth of a restaurant when this boy slipped and fell. His smoothie poured over my boots.

I stared at him for a while for two reasons. One, I didn't understand a word he was saying. Two, I think I've seen him somewhere.

He shrunk back. "The way you're staring at me is giving me the collywobbles."

"I highly doubt I'm intimidating."

He sat down in front of me. "I don't know. I just moved to America this year, and I've seen very unpleasant and mean people. No offense."

"None taken." I stared at him some more. "You look familiar, do I know you from somewhere?"

He stared at me. "I don't think so, but you sure do look like someone I know. Just a little bit older."

"I see. Maybe if you told me your name, I'd figure it out."

"Harry."

Harry. Harry? Harry! Where have I heard that name before? Wait a minute.

"Where did you move from?"

"England."

The British accent. The friend and the similar friend stuff. Probably Rev and Sam. The moving to America this year thing.

I snapped my fingers. "Harry Buckingham."

He creased his brows. "How do you-? The only person that calls me that is-." He looked up at me. "You're related to Reveka, aren't you?"

I knew it.

"She's my sister."

"Very understandable. My name is Harry Bellingham, not Buckingham. She doesn't seem to understand."

"Sorry Buck, you know my sister is difficult."

"Did you just call me Buck?"

"Yes. Until your minted popular friend who is not actually your friend because you're unpopular, but share a similar friend with him, pays me." I repeated his previous words.

He blinked. "About that..." He trailed off.

I gasped. "Is he not minted?"

He just laughed at my impersonation of his accent. "You're mocking me, aren't you?"

"You're mocking me, aren't you?" I mimicked.

He just rolled his eyes. "I see the resemblance clearly."

I touched my heart. "Why, thank you. I'll be sure to pass the message along."

He chuckled then looked down. "I'm really sorry about your shoes."

"It's okay. I'll just use some paper towels. I'm done eating anyway."

He nodded.

"Char!" I heard Xander call my name. I turned around to see him rushing across to me.

"What? I know I was supposed to meet you about half an hour ago. I get it. I'm a few minutes late." I looked at my watch. It was around 6 pm. "Okay, a lot minutes late. But still, don't make a fuss."

He reached me. "I'm not making a fuss about anything. I just have something to show you." He grabbed my hand and started dragging me away. I turned around and waved at Harry before exiting with Xander.

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