The last weekend wasn't exactly fun for Oliver. Friday night was awful. Watching the fight from where he was standing hadn't been a very pleasant sight. He didn't know why the boys were fighting, nor did he hear what they said to each other, but both looked like they were determined to harm the other.
When Jack pulled him along for them to leave, he had wanted to do just that. He followed the boy in a daze, and his mind was clouded. Firstly, Jack had dropped a bomb about him having a crush on Liam, which he had refused to believe, plus his heart was still heavy from watching Liam kiss Rachael and he could not explain the kind of hurt he felt. And then he watched the two people he considered his friends fighting.
"There you are!"
He came out of his daze when he heard Chris's voice on his way out with Jack.
Chris was with Will and another guy, both of whom had unpleasant looks on their faces.
