**KIERAN MORRISON**
Honestly, it had been hard as hell to ignore Ollie. It didn't take me long to realize that to see him desperate about me, I was torturing myself a whole lot more.
I showed up at school today because I knew I couldn't survive a day without seeing him.
I needed him more than he probably did me and this would never change, when it came to Ollie, I would always be the loser because I didn't know how to love without him.
And so, I decided to care more about my dad, if it meant Ollie would be pleased with my actions.
If it meant he was going to be with me.
Fuck. I hated it when we fought. I just hoped it never happened again.
So, this weekend I'd already made the decision that I would visit my father.
I wouldn't be able to do it alone—I wanted Ollie with me. It wouldn't be too suffocating if he was standing beside me.
A faint sound cut through the air as I made my way to our spot with his backpack.
What was that?
