Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Abby

It’s a short walk to Chloe’s apartment, but it seems to drag on forever as my mind whirls with possibilities.

What will I say to Chloe? Will she even want to speak to me? What if this truly is the end of our friendship?

When I finally reach her door, my hand hesitates in the air, hovering over the doorbell. This needs to be

done, I remind myself, and I press the button.

The door swings open, and I’m met with Chloe’s look of surprise. There’s a glass of wine in her slightly

shaking hand, and her eyes are wide.

“Abby? What are you doing here?” she asks, her voice as cold as ice.

“I know it’s late, but I needed to talk to you,” I respond. “Please. Are you busy?”

Enter title…

there. “I’m not sure if I want to talk,

I insist. “It’s about the restaurant,

something, maybe to invite me in, but then her eyes narrow. “Are

still talking to Karl?”

blink. “Yes, Karl’s been helping me

this conversation is

I wedge my foot in

just hear me

looks down at my foot, then back up at

I lock eyes with her. “I won’t go. Not until

owe each other

a moment, I think she’s going to slam the door on my

pulls the door

of Chloe’s apartment envelops

dinner. It’s familiar, comforting, and

says, putting her free hand on her hip and leaning