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THE HUSHED WHISPERS of voices and giggles coming from under the bleachers where you were perched on caught your attention over the distant noise of lacrosse sticks colliding. You ignored it at first, the people trying to contain their mischievous giggles down there being of no interest to you. But, when you heard your name being mentioned quietly a couple of seconds after, your interests instantly perked up and you listened in on their words.

"What about (Y/N)?" It was a girl.

"What about (Y/N)?" And a boy. He repeated the question as if the answer was easy, a slight undertone of mock in his voice. "She's not gonna find out. This is between us, okay? No one else."

Your eyes cast downwards towards the gap in the bleachers with a slight frown written on your features. Then you caught a glimpse of a familiar head of hair. Denial ran through your veins as you sat up straight, your eyes unfocused, gazing out onto the lacrosse field and your lips parted, soft breaths escaping. It couldn't be. He wouldn't do that to you.

"Okay," Came the faint reply and when the secretive mumbles came to an abrupt stop, you found yourself standing almost immediately. Your shaky legs made their way down the empty bleachers and onto the grass, your eyebrows tugging inwards as you slowly jogged around the corner.

But, when you saw the scene unfolding in front of you, your step faltered. Your heart dropped in your chest, and you couldn't prevent the choked gasp that escaped past your lips. Your boyfriend's lips attached to one of your friend's neck, her eyes closed and her fingers weaved through his hair. The sight made you feel sick to your stomach. When they heard the almost inaudible sound come from behind them, their eyes shot open. He jumped to face you, both of them putting distance between them as if that would make you feel any better.

"(Y/N)..." His eyes were wide with surprise and his voice was low and full of regret. The sting of tears settled on your waterline, threatening to escape as your wide eyes stared at him from a metre away, a relatively safe distance away from the lies that you were certain he'd spew out at any second.

"Wha- What are you-" You stumbled over the words, your tongue feeling heavy in your mouth. You stopped short from trying to form a coherent sentence when you felt the salty tears spill from your eyes and roll down your flushed cheeks. You made no effort in trying to wipe them away as you croaked out the best you could, "Why?"

The two of them stayed dead silent, his hand hovering the air out towards you like he wanted to hold you. You wouldn't let him. Never again, you thought, your stomach doing flips. You couldn't help the loud bubble of laughter that escaped past your lips and the roll of your eyes as you stared at them in utter disbelief. 

"What?" You snapped, the tremble in your voice gone and instead replaced with a burning rage. "Because I wouldn't find out?  Right?" You sneered, your legs carrying you over to them both. You stopped short right in front of him as he let out a sigh, his eyes rolling lightly before he chuckled halfheartedly, trying to make light of the situation.

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