Stevie’s POV
I couldn’t sleep all night. I kept thinking about Annabeth and Niall. Why would they get back together? So at work the next day, I was pretty out of it.
“Stevie? You there?” Sophia asked, waving her hand it front of my face.
“I’m fine. Bring this to table 4.” I snapped, handing her a plate of cupcakes. She took the plate and gave it to the table.
“Hey, are you ok, Stevie? You seem… like you're in a daze.” Megan asked. I nodded.

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At closing time, everyone went home. I walked home alone. I was thinking about Liam. Me and him were sort of a thing. Not really. Like we have never been on a "date". The only thing close to one was when we ate lunch at a hospital. But I didn't mind or anything. It was sweet. Sorta.

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I wish I knew when Annabeth would be out of the hospital. And every time Liam and I visit Niall is there. I try not to give him evil looks. I bet he feels bad for what he did. But a song isn't going to fix it. He landed her in the hospital. Sometimes I wish Annabeth was so nice and forgiving.

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