I woke up the next day feeling a bit queasy because of the drug I had taken before heading to bed last night, but that feeling vanished when I remembered that I was going to see Blake at school later that day.

I got ready quickly and my mum dropped me off. I was at my locker, getting my books out when from the corner of my eye, I noticed Clover walking up to me, but she wasn't alone. Rather a certain hot british accented boy accompanied her. Thomas. It felt like forever since I'd last seen him.

"Hi Daniella" he greeted, immediately coming in for a hug. "I'm so sorry I couldn't be there for you this past weekend, I was busy all through"

"It's fine Thomas" I replied as he pulled back, his hands on my shoulder and a smile on his face. "How are you feeling now?"

I rolled my eyes at that, mirroring his smile. I was tired of people asking me that, even though I knew they only meant well. I was obviously fine.

"I'm fine Tom" I replied, addressing him with his new nickname because Thomas was such a mouthful and we all know how lazy I am. He didn't seem to mind though.

"That's good" he said, dropping his hands from my shoulder and taking a step back to stand next to Clover who came in for her own hug.

After that, we talked a little, my eyes constantly wandering towards the entrance of the school because Blake still hadn't shown up.

Even though I was a bit distracted, I most definitely did not let a chance to tease them both slip pass me. So let's just say that by the time the bell rang for first period, Clover was as red as a tomato and Thomas, well he just stared at her, amused by her shyness. They were so cute together, I felt like a proud mother.

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It was lunch time now and Clover, Thomas and I were sat at a table in the cafeteria, eating. Well they were eating while I hadn't touched my food because I was trying to get a hold of Blake. He still hadn't come to school and I was getting a bit worried. He wasn't picking my calls, neither was he replying my texts.

Was he angry at me because of what happened on Saturday? Was he so angry that he didn't want to see me? The least he could do was return my texts so I could know he was fine.

No. I stopped myself from thinking all that. The world didn't revolve around me so he probably had other things that he was dealing with. Maybe his phone died or it wasn't with him or maybe it was on silent while he was busy with something.

"Daniella!" Clover called out, looking at me like I had grown an extra head.

"What?" I replied, furrowing my eyebrows.

"I've been calling your name for the past one minute but you didn't respond. Are you even here? What's going on?" She asked, concern evident in her voice.

"Oh" I replied lamely, a sheepish smile on my face "Sorry. I'm fine"

"Is this about Blake?" She asked, cocking her head to the side to look at me.

"No, I was just....thinking about something else" I denied but she didn't buy it one bit.

"Look, I'm sure there's a plausible reason why he hasn't come to school and isn't replying your texts so stop worrying" she said, placing her hands on mine and looking pointedly at me as if to tell me "it's definitely not because of that". I smiled at her. She knew what I was thinking but didn't want to say it out loud in front of Thomas, who seemed to be watching us. She was the best friend ever.

After that, I decided to give it a rest and ate my lunch. He would show up eventually and even if he didn't, there was always tomorrow to tell him that I liked him too right?

I walked out of my fifth period class, my eyes glued to my phone screen as if that would make Blake reply to my texts because he still hadn't neither had he shown up at school. I had given up on him coming to school by now but he should at least text me back.

I made my way to my locker, my head facing down.

"You really should watch where you're going Robinson" an extremely familiar voice said to me as I neared my locker. I snapped my neck up so fast that I was surprised it didn't hurt.

Standing there, leaning against my locker was Blake, a smirk resting on his face. I blinked twice to make sure my mind wasn't playing tricks on me and when I was sure it wasn't, I broke out into a huge smile and approached him quickly, my heart beating fast. He leaned off my locker, his smirk turning into a smile but they didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Blake" I breathed upon reaching him and threw my hands around his neck, tip toeing because he happened to tower over me. He wrapped his hands around me and hugged me so tight, like he didn't know when next he would be doing that. Weird. After some seconds, I pulled back, standing on my feet again and then I slapped his arm, really hard, if I do say so myself.

"Oww. What was that for?" He whined, rubbing the spot I just hit and looking genuinely in pain. Serves him right.

"That was for ignoring my calls and not replying my texts. Where were you?" I asked, opening my locker and putting my books in.

"I was busy. That's why I couldn't reply at first but later, I decided not to, so that I could surprise you" he explained, still holding his arm, feigning hurt "And this is what I get in return?"

"Oops. Sorry" I giggled, turning to look at him "I don't like surprises" Lies. I loved them. But he did make me wait so he deserved that slap.

"Noted" he replied, rolling his eyes as the bell for the last class of the day went off. I giggled. Again.

"There goes the bell, I have to get to class, see you after school?" I asked, backing away in the direction of my next class.

"Sure, meet me by my car. I'll drop you home" he called out, a light smile on his lips. Something seemed off about him. He tried very hard to hide it with a smile, but I noticed it. I wondered what was wrong as I made my way to my last class for the day.

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As I stepped out through the school doors, my eyes searched for Blake. I couldn't search for his car because I had no idea which one he had brought to school that day. Must be nice being that rich.

After a quick scan, I spotted him resting against a black convertible and my heart skipped a beat. The sun was shining on his profile and he looked so beautiful in thought.

The butterflies in my stomach were at it again as I made my way over, thinking of how I was going to tell him what I had been trying to all day.

He turned around just as I neared his car and he smiled.

"Shall we?" He asked, opening the passenger door for me.

"We shall" I replied, a smile on my face as I got in.

He went around to the driver's seat, got in and drove out of the parking lot.

The drive home was silent, in a comfortable way. I was trying to gather my wits and he seemed to be thinking about something with a frown on his face.

Some minutes later, he pulled into the driveway of my house and stopped the car, turning to face me.

"We're here" he announced "See you tomorrow?"

"Yeah, but there's something I want to tell you first" I said, turning in my seat to face him.

"Yeah? What is it?" He asked, an unreadable expression on his face.

"It's about.....Saturday....at the hospital" I started, fidgeting with my fingers nervously "Remember what you uh, told me?"

"Oh yeah, that. Don't worry about it. It's nothing" he replied, trying to brush it off nonchalantly as he looked away from me.

"No, I want to -" I started again but he cut me off, making me furrow my eyebrows.

"Just forget I said anything Dani" he said, looking anywhere but me. What was wrong with him?

"Are you okay Blake?" I asked, concerned now. He was acting really wierd and it was freaking me out. "Is this about André? Did something happen? Did he....did he escape?" My voice broke at the last part. I really hoped he hadn't.

"No, no he didn't" he said, running a hand through his hair and heaving a sigh before finally looking at me "It's just...I have some things to sort out....with the gang"

At the mention of the gang, I started to worry all over again but I knew not to interfere.

"Oh....okay then" I said, feeling stupid and a little heartbroken. I waited all day to see him just so I could tell him this and when he finally came, he just told me to forget it. To forget what had been on my mind for the past few days and what had made me feel so excited earlier that day.

I got out of his car after we both said our goodbyes and watched as he pulled out of the driveway, not even glancing back once. I bit down on my bottom lip as I made my way to the front door.

I unlocked it and went in, all the while beating myself up internally for letting his little confession get to my head because now, now that he had told me to forget it, it was all I could think about.

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