Chapter 129

Harper

I'm in a shit mood for the rest of the day, barely able to concentrate on my final exams, which freaks me out. Yeah, just add another thing to my freak out list.

Like the fact that someone is still writing shitty messages about me at school.

That I think I've skipped my period—what the hell?

That I feel like shit still thanks to lack of sleep and everything else that's going on. I'm so over this year.

I swear the minute it's winter break, I'm going straight home and falling into bed. Maybe I'll sleep my way through the rest of the year, I don't know.

All I know is, I need some down time. Some drama free time too.

Don't know if that last one is possible, but a girl can dream.

We're out of school earlier than normal thanks to our finals schedule and I'm heading for the parking lot when I hear a deep male voice say my name. I turn to find Easton behind me, his gaze lifting at the last second, like he might've been checking out my butt. Knowing him, he probably was.

“What are you doing?"

I ask, trying to go for a flirty tone. He smiles, but his eyes are full of concern. For me. "Waiting for you. Want to come over to my place?"

I press my lips together, wishing I could say yes. "I should probably go straight home with Ryan. My parents are still unhappy with me thanks to the tree—"

Easton holds up both hands, silencing me. "Yeah, yeah. The tree incident. Don't say anything else."

My cheeks grow warm. It's still a touchy subject in my house, which is no surprise. “I wish I could go home with you.”

“Why can't you?"

his voice soft. "Where are your

“At work."

going to know

phone.

for dramatic

fucking hate that

mutters, shaking his head. "Let me take

“What do you mean?"

home with Ryan, I'll drive you home. They won't check on you right away,

else and make it look like you got

"She'll be with Ryan.”

into the idea. “Just—let me take

swear his eyes are glowing. "Let me help you forget all your troubles for a little

my brows. "What's that supposed to

flat out grins. “You'll

Ryan and Sadie to go somewhere else for a

and resting on his thigh

at full volume and I'm singing at the top of my lungs along with her song, throwing my head back and losing myself in the

teen dream movie, and once

with Easton, it's also been really hard. Maybe loving someone isn't supposed to be easy. The challenges only make

what I

into my driveway, I've stopped singing along with Taylor and Easton

the engine. Instead, he turns toward me, his gaze warm as

"How did

long way home and singing along with

Seemed therapeutic.”

And I didn't think about finals or

back in his seat. "Good. That's all I

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