"How are we going this then? I'm not even sure what we'd argue about in real life, let alone in our fake relationship," Leo laughs.

"Me neither," I mumble, anxiety building every second we put it off. "How about we don't argue about anything?"

"What do you mean?"

I glance over my shoulder and notice a few of Leo's friends glancing over at us and whispering.

"Look, your friends are beginning to get suspicious so just talk with me like we are but wave your arms and look mad or upset okay?" I suggest. Leo frowns and folds his arms.

"Rye, what on earth are you on about?" I raise my eyebrows at him.

"Leo, I seriously don't understand what's confusing about that," I reply.

At this Leo tries to hide a smirk, leaning in and whispering. "I'm playing along, dummy!"

Trying not to laugh at my own stupidity, I join in. "You know exactly what I mean!"

We continue like this for a good five minutes, going back and forth, our voices raising each time. Practically the whole party is interested in our argument now; some people are still dancing but glancing over and other just blatantly watching, gathered in a large crowd.

Leo throws his hands up in the air and yells, "Well what do you want then, Rye?!"

I glance over at the crowd and find a specific pair of blue eyes on me. My breath catches and I look back at Leo, lowering my voice.

"Right, this is the part where we decide it's over."

Leo nods, "We've got to end on good terms though because I can't avoid you in school until I graduate. Plus, people will see us together at the bakery."

I reach up on my tiptoes, kissing him on the cheek. As I walk away I hear Leo ask, "Are you gonna be okay getting home?" I nod and smile.

"Go tell your friends. Enjoy your night, Leo."

After a few seconds, the party starts again and Leo is comforted by his friends, who immediately hand him a drink to cope with his heartbreak. I thought there would be a weight lifted when Leo and I broke up, but I just feel twice as heavy. Hiding between the cars, I phone my mum.

It's the first time I've been alone properly for a few weeks now and I'm overwhelmed. Who knows why but I begin to cry, my chest aching as I let out all the emotions I've bottled up. My phone buzzes with a text from Leo- 'Thank you. Love you sis'.

"Orion?" The soft voice startles me and I spin around to see two caring eyes.

"Oh…" I breath, quickly wiping my face. "Hey Bree. How are you?"

She doesn't even reply, pulling me into a warm hug, which usually I would reject. But this hug is exactly what I need.

"I'm fine… what happened with you and Leo? You looked so happy with each other earlier." She's being cautious, trying to be my friend and not let her own emotions get in the way. It's something I've always loved about Bree. Selfless to the point she forgets to care about herself.

"We broke up. We've always been better as friends. He's like my brother anyway so something just didn't sit right," I shrug. I'm telling the truth yet sometime I'm still lying to her. "Anyway, we were both just using each other."

"Using each other?" she asks, concerned.

"We were both trying to get over our feelings for other people. It was a stupid idea and it didn't work anyway. What a waste of time, right?"

"It's you, by the way," I confess, not able to wait any longer. Her head snaps up in shock. She giggles. "Your life is so complicated, Rye." I leave a pause as I let her wonder who Leo could have been trying to get over. She's a lovely girl, but you can read all her emotions like a book.

"What?!"

Laughing I say, "Leo likes you, Bree. He has done for a while. You should go for it."

"Rye," she warns. "I'm not going to do that. You just broke up for god's sake! And you were crying!"

"Well, why not?" I ask. She opens her mouth to argue but nothing comes out. "You like him. He likes you. What's stopping you?"

"Our friendship," she says sadly.

I smile softly at her. Touching her shoulder, I stare into her eyes. "I am giving you my blessing. I love Leo. He's like my family. And you're a wonderful girl. You both deserve to be happy with each other." I wipe a tear from her cheek and she laughs, embarrassed. "Besides, I'm in love with someone else."

"You are?" she asks, shocked. I shocked myself by saying those words aloud.

"Never admitted it before but yes. I think I am."

Bree hugs me again. This time is less comforting and more encouraging.

"Go for it then, Rye. Take your own advice and tell him how you feel. YOLO and all that shit!"

We laugh again and I usher her back to the party.