LOGINCaroline After watching the hockey game, I’m still sitting on the bleachers. Rebel and Alice have left, but I’m waiting for Andrew to come and find me. My heart is pounding in my chest, and as soon as I hear a door open to my left, I realize that it’s now or never. I have to tell Andrew how I fee
Caroline Shame fills me when I look down from my seat in the ice arena. I'm here to watch Andrew's game, but so are Rebel and Alice. They are sitting a few rows below and shooting glances that fill me with guilt. I'm a terrible friend. Rebel had her operation recently. I never went to visit her
Caroline It feels weird sleeping in the same bed as Andrew. After the drama with Jonatan, Andrew refused to go home, and we fell asleep watching a movie. The problem is that I jerked awake again, and now my heart won't stop racing because my ex-boyfriend is cuddling with me. I glance to the side w
Caroline This must be hell. Andrew gave me time to think about us, and I didn't have it in me to turn him down right away. I will turn him down, but I will pretend to think about it to make him happy. In my world, that is giving someone false hope, but Andrew doesn't seem to agree. He is happy I
And what the hell, I didn't know he still liked me?! "Andrew... we were toxic together. All we ever did was fight and have makeup sex. Then we fought again. It was destroying us both. So no, I don't miss us at all." I'm a liar. I miss us, and we both know it. Andrew and I had bad days, but when he
Caroline "Take this pea package and hold it against your eye," I give the package to Andrew. He is sitting on a chair in my kitchen, shirtless because his t-shirt is red from his bleeding nose. Jonatan punched him in the face, which wasn't smart. Out of the two, my hockey friend is the better fig
I grin at her. "Nathan has become your sugar daddy, huh?" Her face turns a pink hue, yet she glares at me. "I don't like him because he is rich... I know that he has many fans and women coming over to watch his games and practices, but that's not why I'm with him." "I know!" I jab a finger into he
I tug on my dress, trying to fix it so that it covers my bra while we are standing in line. "I'm more pad than boobs," I whisper-complain over to Winnie and grimace. "My breast are rising like fresh dough in the oven after borrowing your push-up bra." Winnie giggles. "Stop it! You look sexy!" I
Not a word is spoken, yet the moment is making my heart race. I open my fist and place my clump of hair in Logan's big hand. If he looked confused before, it's nothing compared to this. He stares down at the hair, and my heart pounds so fast I'm afraid I might die. "I have..." I shut my eyes. This
"Shit..." I whisper. "Mhm," Nathan yawns and sits up. He rubs the sleep from his eyes, and I stare at his naked chest. "Do you want breakfast?" "Umm..." "What was that?" Fuck, my heart is racing, and my IQ is dropping. "N-Nothing... I'm just... Shit... You're... You're..." Gorgeous. "I'm what?







