Im so sorry it takes me soo long to update but I was busy this weekend

Im so sorry it takes me soo long to update but I was busy this weekend. Anywayz… review because I LOVE YOU!! Oh n I know this is short but I'm updating in a day or so ok?

"Thanks Ollie."he does the same. I look up, knowing he hates that name.

"I'll let it pass this time, Truscott." he says right before we come up to my house.

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Oliver opens the door for me as I slowly walk in with hunched shoulders because I just relized I didn't laugh really hard with my friends at all today. It's like the only goal I set for myself everyday. I mean I only laughed at Tyler because he was so cute.

"I didn't laugh with my friends today. I need to or I won't be able to sleep." I pout at Oliver and stick my lip out for no particula reason. "So we have to watch those soap opera shows." I grin and skip over to the television.

"But Lilly you just said you wanted to laugh." Oliver gives me a weird look.

"Well I've never watched those shows and I want to make fun of them." I fall into the couch and turn on the TV. Oliver walks over and sits on me. I pretend to gasp for air and he gets off and sits next to me.

"Ok, they'll probally be so stupid we'll laugh the entire time."

"Your right." I turn up the volume, ready to laugh.

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"I.. thought you loved me." The TV sobbed.

"He does Anna! Julia forced herself on him, he loves you." My cracked voice try's to scream for the four hudreth time. I was latched onto Olivers arm with my legs curled up right next to me. My eyes were probally reddish and tears were still coming. And it takes a lot for a show to make me ball.

"Julia, she did it. I want you not her. She's nothing to me. You hear that? Nothing." The TV pleaded.

"Robert, I forgive you. But were back to friends. You have to build up my trust to be with me again." After that, it showed Robert pulling out a case and putting it into his back pocket as Anna walked out the door. Then I turned it off.

"So much for laughing." I wipe my eyes. I look over at Oliver to see him looking away.

"Oliver?" I put my hand on his shoulder.

"What?" his voice slightly cracked as he talked, like mine. Wait…

"Oliver, are you crying?" I sofly say, still waiting for him to face me.

"N-no." his voice cracks again.

"Oh Oliver, just look at me." I say with a normal tone now. He slowly turns and I see his eyes, just like mine but not as much. I put my arms around him and just lean on his chest.

"That guy really loved her." Oliver says after a while. He runs his fingers through my hair.

"Yea, he did." I whisper.