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    Chapter 12
『 real life 』
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I put on a hoodie then go up to Chris' room

"Are you fucking serious Chris, a hickey? What if someone sees?!" I exclaim bursting through his door

"Oh hi Nick" I say awkwardly

"Where's Chris?" I ask

"Downstairs" He replies

"So let's see it then" Nick continues

"See what?" I act confused

"The hickey" He smiles

"What hickey? There is so hickey, i mean who would give me a hickey Nick?" i lie

"You're such a bad liar" He stands up

"Why are you even in here?" I ask

"Wanted one of Chris' shirts" He replies going to leave

"Oh"

"Chris? You could do better, but i won't tell anyone about your little secret" He leaves the room

I sigh

Now Nick knows

He probably thinks we're hooking up or something

Which were not

Chris just loved to do whatever's the fuck this is

I have no idea how ima make him fall for me














"New York you got a little something on your neck" Chris smirks

I pull my hoodie up

Guessing you could see the hickey

"Why do you have a hoodie on? It's literally so fucking hot?" Savannah asks

It's only me, Chris and Savannah in the room

The others went to get ice-cream and are gonna bring some home for us

Since Chris knows that Savannah knows

I guess i can tell her in front of him

"Well that fucking dick over there left a hickey" I whisper to her

It's a bit awkward saying it in front of Chris now that i think about it

"Girl there's no way" She giggles

"Come, i'll help cover it" She pulls my arm and drags me to my room

I sit down on my bed while she goes through my makeup

She uses it to cover it

"Woah that's actually really good, i never used to be able to cover them like that" I look at my neck through the mirror

"You just gotta learn color theory and get a good concealer" She says

"Thanks" I smile

"No prob, now you just be leaving one on him next time" She points

"I can't get to him, i don't know what to do" I groan

"Well let's start by making you even more hotter than you are, i'm sorry but that hoodie isn't doing it for you" She goes over to my closet

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