Sitting on the bleachers, you saw your crush, Noah, giving his hoodie to a girl. As he went to play.

It felt like someone has stabbed you in the chest million times. He gave it to his girl best friend, the girl you were most insecure of. You wanted to cry and scream.

You went to the bathroom, when someone suddenly stopped you. It was Liam,

“What's wrong, {{user}}?” He asked.

“Nothing.” You said, wiping your tears.

He hugged you. “It was Noah, wasn't it?”