The Bet

Chapter 30 - A Side Order of Explanation

HEY EVERYONE! I MADE IT ONTO WATTY AWARDS UNDER ROMANCE :) PLEASE VOTE IF YOU THINK I SHOULD WIN OR JUST TO MAKE ME ECSTATIC - THAT'S GOOD TOO! <3

Hello to everyone out there

How are your summers going? I hope good because you only have two weeks more before school (well, most likely anyways). I know, I'm not excited either. School is boring and we hardly ever learn anything. Tedious, really. But at least you'll get to see all of your friends again, right? There is an up-side.

Anyways, here's a new chapter. Please don't hate me but it's more of a filler. Next chapter is the last chapter and it shall be uploaded on the 31st if not earlier. But most likely the 31st (just to not get your hopes up).

I hope you enjoy. You know what to do if you do... VOTE & COMMENT & FAN! :D

Yours truly,

Hannah-vo

P.S. What happens when you change your email on wattpad?



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Chapter 30 – A Side Order of Explanation

The week passed in a blur. Between studying for exams, avoiding Chris, work, avoiding Chris, moving from one friend’s couch to another and avoiding Chris, Amy had almost no time left for anything else. You would think that trying to cut someone out from your life would make it slightly easier. Little did she know that running from someone only took up more effort than before.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to be friends. More than anything, Amy wished she could go back to the ten seconds before her little realization and forget everything – pretend like nothing had happened, so to speak. Then they could continue to be friends without consequences. She would’ve won the bet and Chris would have to leave her alone. Of course Amy would have refused and they would have stayed best friends forever like she’d promised him. But no. She’d ruined that.

Amy couldn’t just be friends with Chris anymore. She didn’t want to watch as he moved on with his life, dated other girls or flirted with other girls or slept with other girls... she couldn’t pretend like she was happy for him when really, on the inside, she would be heartbroken.

She patted down her black blouse and bit her lip, studying everyone around her in the restaurant. There were only two families, one of a sister and her two younger sisters and one with a mother, father and their son. Amy rocked on her heels queasily, watching them for some sort of distraction.

It would be easier this way though; avoiding him. Amy wouldn’t have to explain to him what had happened between them. She wouldn’t have to confess her attraction to his strength or his sweetness, or how she loved being in his arms or kissing him even though they’d only done it once. And Amy most certainly didn’t want to watch him laugh in her face at how stupid she’d been for thinking that he’d ever liked her.

There was no way she could handle that.

“S’cuse me?” demanded a young lady with messy brown hair and light brown eyes.

They were Chris’s eye colour and Amy felt herself choke on her words with just the thought of him.

“Um, yes,” she started uneasily as she grabbed the cash register for support, “What can I get for you today?”

The girl looked up at the screen above them both and then at Amy with a stubborn scowl, “The chicken burger and a diet coke.”

Amy nodded and after telling the girl how much she owed her, she rushed off to prepare the food.