I flopped down on my bed face first. Tears silently streaming down my face. I wanted to scream so badly but because I couldn't I just punched my pillow. I threw the pillow to the wall and curled up into a ball crying. I've been called these things so often but hearing them from Emily just hurted 100 times more. And infront of Oliver! Now that he know's I'm the loser at school he propably doesn't want to see me ever again. I just stayed in my bed letting the tears flow untill my doorbell rang. I got up and wiped the tears away with my sleve. When I opend the door I saw Oliver. I gave him a confused look, because I didn't give him my adress. He understood what I was trying to ask with my look 'cause he said.

"I asked for your adress at school. So that I could 'bring you some homework'." He said in a funny voice making airqoutes. A small smile formed on my lips, he returned it.

"Can I come inside?" He asked. I nodded and stepped aside opening the door a bit more to let him in. As soon as he was inside I closed the door again.

"Audry are you alright?" He asked, turning around to face me. I nodded.

"Are you sure? You look like you've been crying." I looked down to hide my face but still nodded. He wrapped his arms around me.

"You're none of the things they say you are." He said in my hair. I pulled away from the hug and grabbed a pen and paper.

How do you know? You've only known me for a day. I wrote then showed it to him.

"That's true. But in this one day, you've shown me that you're smart, nice, caring and overall beautifull." I looked down at the ground again hiding my blush.

"Can I ask you a question Audry?" I looked up at him to see a hint of nervousness in his eyes. I nodded yes and he took a deep breath and started wiping his hands on his jeans.

"Do you believe in love at first sight?" He asked still acting really nervous. Was he implying what I thing he's implying? Should I tell the truth. What should I say? Well write. Or should I just nod. I never really believed in love at first sight untill I met him. That's it I'll write that. I took the pen and paper he still had in his hands and wrote.

Not untill I met you. I then gave it back to him. I was really nervous. What if he didn't mean it that way? Is he gonna think I'm crazy? Maybe he's working with the populars to embarras me. My train of thoughts was cut short thanks to his reply. He chuckled first but then took a step closer to me before saying.

"Same for me." And with that he conected our lips. I emediatly kissed back. Our lips felt like two puzzle pieces fitting perfectly together. Moving in perfect sinc. We pulled away at the same time breathing heavely.

"I...I think I love you." He stuttered. I wanted to say it back but I couldn't so I just kissed him again. He smiled when we pulled away.

"Is that your way to say I love you too?" He asked holding me close to him. I nodded. A small smirk that looked really cute on him grew on his face.

"In that case I really love the way you say it." I just smiled and kissed him again.