I want to hold your hand.

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Song of the chapter: I wanna hold your hand by The Beatles.

I can't be in love with Eliot.

"No? No what Eliot?" I reply with a pathetic and friends-with-benefits tone. I tell him all I think about the kiss and he mumbles 'no'? What kind of coward is that? See! This is the reason why I keep telling myself that I musn't fall in love with anyone! Cause everytime, I end hurted and mopped because the guy doesn't feels the same. What about if Eliot just did it to calm me down and in a friendly way? Oh bro sorry but if you don't remember, I told you I'd never kissed anyone! Of course I was going to freak! "Car it's just that...umm...I don't think the way you thinking right now." He replies in such a soft, gentle and irresistible way. But what he said..was exactly what I was thinking that would happen. "Jeez Eliot! Do you think I am one of those blondies who are desperately falling for you? Eliot! Don't you know me enough to get the puzzle done and realize that I'm just your best friend?! Why Eliot?! I mean How! How can you do this to me!" I can't handle this drama anymore so I just pick up my stuff from the floor and run as fast as I can, holding my tears. I listen Eliot is shouting my name and he's walking in a fast pace behind me, so I just run faster and when I reach my house's door, I open it and instantly shut it. I lock it in case Eliot tries to desperately open it not even minding to knock. So I climb the stairs almost stumbling in my feet and shut my bedroom's door. I just sit in my bed with my legs crossed, crying as hardest You don't know what I actually meant! You didn't let me explainas I had never cried before. It's even hard to breath, until I hear a desperate knock at the door and a boy's voice. "Car open the door please! You don't know what I actually meant! You didn't let me explain!" It was Eliot. I was about to shout no when I think about what he said. 'You don't actually know what I meant. You didn't let me explain.' but anyway I'm not letting him inside. "I'm absolutely not in the mood to talk with you Eliot, and please leave right now cause my mom can come at any moment and ask why you are there and I don't open." I remember I couldn't speak nor shout so I write that and pass it to the other side of the door. Im about to climb upstairs again when I hear some heels approaching the door. Eliot doesn't wears any heels..so

uh oh.

Woah, if you like the book, you must be thankful cause I spend 2 or 1 hour of beautiful sleep updating two parts, but anyway I really wanted to update so I really hope you guys enjoy it and like it.

P.S. LEAVE IN THE COMMENTS WHO YOU THINK IT'S THE ONE AT THE DOOR.

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