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•Chapter 15•

((♡Y/N's POV♡))

I woke up that morning with a bright attitude.

I'm usually not a morning person, but knowing I'm going to go fishing with my friends. Made me feel a lot better.

I threw on an outfit. Something warm to be precise.

I did my morning routine and went downstairs to fetch something eat.

I opened my fridge and saw I had literally NOTHING in my fridge.

I let out a frustrated groan as I slammed the fridge door.

"Maybe I can grab a bite at Edd's place. I'm sure he won't mind."

I grabbed my phone and keys and stuffed it in my pocket (or purse if you have one.) And walked over to his place.

I knocked on the door, and waited patiently for someone to open it.

The door open revealing Tom.

He was already dressed... And also in a good mood as well I see.

"Oh- morning Y/N. Are we leaving now?"

He has confusingly knowing it's still fairly early in the morning.

I let out a short laugh.

"No, I came here because I have literally nothing in my fridge, and I'm hungry."

Tom let out a deep laugh as well.

Man, his laugh was really hot- Wait, WTF ME?!

"Say no more, come in we're already eating breakfast anyway, and don't worry it wasn't Matt this time."

Tom reassured me as I sighed in relief.

Last time Matt had cooked breakfast for me... I winded up getting food poisoning for a whole week.

Tom let me inside, and close the door behind me.

Before I could go into the kitchen where everyone else was...Tom stopped me.

"Hey Y/N..."

I turned my head to look at him.

"Yeah Tom?"

".... I wanted to talk about...the kiss we had all those months ago."

My face heated up as my throat was clogged up.

I had completely forgotten about it... Still thinking about it makes me heat up every time.

I liked the kiss. I really did, But knowing Edd, Tord, AND MATT liked me.

Makes it so damn hard to choose. I feel like I'm in some cheesy ass anime harem. And I hate it.

But at the same time... They were my best friends during high school. I only saw them as friends for the time being.

UGH! I HATE FEELINGS! Why did God bless me to have such good looks.

Maybe they wouldn't like me then?

No, they're not assholes. They wouldn't date me for my looks.

"Uhhh- Y/N"

You snapped out of your thoughts as Tom called your name.

"Oh- Sorry about that. But why exactly did you want to talk about it?"

Tom scratch the back of his head as a faint and blush appeared on his cheeks.

"Well... I guess I just can't stop thinking about it. Look I'm not good with all these sappy feelings and shit... But I like you okay. You should already know by now."