12

With legs like jellies, I climb the wooden stairs to my room, undress, and take a long shower, I know Zayne already left, I heard him leave a while ago. I’m pulling on a shirt over my sweatpants when Lily walks into the room, a goofy smile on her face.

Just by the flush on her cheeks and the dreamy look in her eyes, I can tell she’s been with Tate.

“Hey,” she says as I slip my hands through the sleeves.

“What’s up?” I ask as I pull my wet hair out from under my top.

“I’m fine,” she says then bite her lips.

“How’s Tate?” I finally ask when she doesn’t volunteer any more information. Which is a little weird, Lily always wants to tell me things, she tells me everything.

“He’s fine”

“He’s fine? That’s it?” I asked with raised eyebrows.

After a bit of silence, I move over to my bed and point beside me for her to sit. When she complies, I get straight to the point “Lily, what’s going on?”

She’s quiet for a moment, for a second there I think she won’t tell me, and then she starts tal