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I break into a smile.

Love: Can’t sleep?

Zac:No.

Love: Me neither.

He stops replying, and I get the sense that he’s mad at me for something. To be fair, I’ve been ghosting him since I found his confession earlier today. Left him on Read for hours. It’s got to suck opening up to a stranger, only to get bailed on.

Love: I’m sorry for taking so long to reply. That was really shitty of me. I saw your confession and I just freaked.

Zac: Why?

Love:I think it got too real for me? I realized my next confession would have to measure up, and I’m scared that I’m going to scare you away with all of my baggage.

Zac: I just told you I’m emotionally fucked up, L. It’s me who should be worried about scaring you away.

Love: Tell you what,I’m going to leave my confession in the book tomorrow. Then we can revisit the “who’s more fucked-up” debate.

Zac:Deal.

Love: What’d you do tonight?

Zac:Nothing much. Went to senior prank night, too. Got stuck in a classroom with a girl from my childhood. You?

Love:What do you mean “too”?

Zac: I’m assuming that’s why you’re still up? Because you were there?

Warning signs flash in my head.

Do I tell him the truth?

What if he figures it out?

No, I can’t risk it.

Love:I didn’t go. Just stayed in, watched movies. How’d you end up stuck in a classroom with a girl?

Zac: Cops showed up andshe was going to get caught. We let her hide with us.

Love:Oooh, is she pretty?

What? I had to ask. Anxiety stirring in my gut, I stare at my screen, waiting for his reply, which takes forever and a day to come. Twenty minutes later, my screen lights up with a new message.

Zac:Very.

I probably shouldn’t be this happy. Just like I shouldn’t be giggling like a twelve-year-old girl, but I can’t help myself.

Then he texts me again.

And the smile evaporates from my face.

Zac:But in an unassuming, unconfident way.

Is that really what he thinks of me?

That I’m insecure?


Tags: Eliah Greenwood Easton High Romance