THIRTY ONE

"Bro, if you want to say something, spill it." Henry seriously looked at me. I looked at them and they were all staring at me. Henry, Quinn, and Dave, are my childhood friends.

"I love Kyla," I started.

"We know." They answer simultaneously.

"I hate Hailey," I seconded. "A lot," I added.

"Yeah! We knew that too."

I sighed because I couldn't say what I wanted to say.

"All right, get us to straight 'bro, we won't judge you," Quinn said seriously.

"We will just laugh." Henry stared at Dave for what he said. "Just a joke, go ahead, just open up everything and we will listen at least to reduce what you're carrying," he added.

"I know you've been wishing that Hailey is Kyla." I looked at Henry because of what he said who is now smirking at me.

"Wrong 'bro. He wished that Kyla is just like Hailey," Quinn said.

"You're talking nonsense. He wished that Ley is the one he loves." Dave said while laughing.

"Ah!" simult