How Movellas Changed My Life

*To Niall, the bestest, kindest, most patient friend I have ever had. As long as I live, I shall never forget you.* When Clover, shy and quiet fourteen-year-old hears of Movellas, she finds out she actually has a talent for writing. Movellas becomes her life. But how will her ex-popular friend Helen cope with this sudden surge in popularity for Clover? Will she be pleased or will she do her best to sabotage her reputation on Movellas?


28. Forgiveness Danté's Point Of View

I was lying on my bed, trying to distract myself by watching a movie on my iPad when I heard the intercom in my room buzz. I paused the movie and walked over to hit the microphone button.

"What is it?" I asked glumly.

"Clover's here to see you, she says it's urgent." came the voice of my mother through the intercom. My heart skipped a beat at the mention of Clover's name.

"Tell her to come on up." I replied, almost instantaneously.

I sat on my bed, waiting for her to make the back-breaking journey up to the top floor. My stomach flipped and I giggled slightly when I heard her voice saying "I heart Victoria Justice" to gain entry to my bedroom. As soon as she walked into my room and closed the door, I rushed over to give her a hug. She pushed me away and said,

"Not until you tell me what happened with Helen."

I sighed and said,

"Ok, first of all, I am so sorry for calling you stupid. I love you"

"Hmmm" was her reply as she gritted her teeth.

"Ok" I said, "Helen texted me and said that she had something to tell me and to meet her in the park. I went and we sat in the basket swing and then she told me that she actually didn't have anything at all to tell me."

"Ok." Clover frowned, "Continue."

"So then I went off on a rant, as you know I do when I'm angry." She nodded as I said this. "And then she kinda ... uh ... kissed me." I squeaked.

"She what?" Clover asked, having not heard me say it the first time.

"She kissed me." I told her.

"What?" She exclaimed, jumping off the bed. "That jealous bitch!"

"I know right?" I answered, "So then I jumped out of the basket swing and went to walk away and she started shouting after me, calling you a skank and I just lost it and went off on another rant, sticking up for you and then I just walked away and that's when you texted me. And I didn't tell you because I didn't want to hurt your feelings."

"Awwh" She said, welling up. "My knight in shining armour." She looked at me lovingly and beamed.

"So you're not upset?" I asked nervously, "Please don't be upset because I really love you and I couldn't live without you. At the risk of sounding cliché, you're my everything." I continued to babble nervously and she cut me off by gently brushing her lips off mine. She giggled and said,

"I'm not upset, And I love you too. Like I said, you're my knight in shining armour the way you stood up for me." She pulled me into a tight cuddle and I stroked her hair.

"I'm so sorry." I said lovingly. I kissed her on the lips. She responded enthusiastically as we lay on my bed, snogging fervently. I pulled away a few minutes later.

"Did you really mean it yesterday?" I asked anxiously, "When you said you hated me?"

"I don't know. I'm sorry." She said lovingly as she stroked my jaw.

"Don't worry about it." I grinned.

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