Chapter 20: Words
I quickly looked away feeling a sting in my chest which was stupid of . What do you expect Emma? That a drop-dead hot guy like this was single? Keep DREAMING! He totally has a girlfriend, maybe she doesn’t go to school here.
Finally, his ’Angel’ stopped calling and the car fell into a hot silence again luckily I recognized the block we turned in now, we were almost at my house, I couldn’t wait to leave.
The car stopped, and foolish enough of , I remained glued to my seat. My grip tightened on my bag, what exactly was I waiting for? Maybe I should just say thank you and leave.
"Tha-"
"Emma"
We started at the sa ti, I finally darted my eyes to his and they were soft as they looked at . I didn’t know for how long but we just looked at each other. But they hardened once again.
"Who’s Owen to you?"
I frowned, I wasn’t expecting that question. "H-He’s my friend" I shrugged.
He nodded, his eyes back to the window, he said sothing under his breath but I didn’t hear him, but then the realization struck .
"Is that why you won’t talk to ? Because of Owen?"
He huffed. "Owen Sherman," he said the na with disdain, the last na to be precise.
"So what, you hate him?"
"I’m not a fan of his..." he tapped his fingers on the wheels. "... family na" he said through gritted teeth.
I was lost there but I didn’t care. "You’re being a jerk," I said before I could stop myself, stunning even , I just said the first thing that ca to my head, I guess I was feeling a sting within
because of that caller, call
stupid I know but I couldn’t help it.
His eyes snapped back to , I couldn’t read his look but it seems like he was trying to read mine too.
"O-Owen is my friend" I intoned. "My first friend
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