Olivia's POV
Stella, Mo, and I quickly changed into our pajamas and got back into bed but I guess that didn't mean we were going to sleep.
Stella turned toward me with a smirk plastered on her face, "Hey Olivia, you and Wen were sitting pretty close. Anything you want to tell us?"
I could feel my face start to turn red, "What do you mean?" I asked trying to sound oblivious.
Mo decided to answer this one, "Oh come on Olivia! Its quite obvious you two have something going on!"
"What are you talking about!" I said.
"Okay admit it. You like Wen right?" asked Stella.
I wanted to lie and tell them I didn't but what was the point. They were my friends and I trusted them and quite frankly it seemed they already knew the answer to the question so I might as well say it.
"Yeah I do."
There smiles grew wider at hearing this. Mo continued, "And it's obvious he likes you too!"
"Well I don't know about that…" I responded truthfully.
"Are you kidding me?" yelled Stella. "It's SO obvious! How can you not see it!"
Mo shook her head in agreement, "Yeah the way he looks at you…its like he's in love."
This time I was absolutely sure that my face had turned the shade of a tomato. "I um, yeah um, I think Ill be going to sleep now." I turned around so I wasn't facing them and closed my eyes. I could hear them also making themselves comfortable in their beds.
I couldn't sleep though. It seemed like I spent the whole night reminiscing what kind of things Wen had done that made them think he liked me and I ended up with one conclusion: maybe he does?
The way he sat closely to me and how when I took his hand he didn't let go. I guess to any other person it may seem so obvious and a part of me wanted to agree but another wanted me to stop believing it was true because if it isn't, it would lead to devastation.