Fifteen

As soon as Adara was done washing the dishes, she practically sprinted up the stairs. She didn't even bother going to watch the movie.

She opened the door then quickly shut it, not wanting anyone to follow her in. Adara sat on the edge of her bed and let her head drop into her hands.

Beck. Of all people. It truly was the worst possible timing. But how could she have stopped herself?

The last person she had liked...

"But I never loved you."

Adara wanted to puke just thinking about it.

Beck was nice. So, so nice. And he had helped her so much with her situation with Gabe. It also didn't help that he was gorgeous.

Adara groaned and flopped onto her back, the blankets billowing up around her.

She grabbed ahold of her phone and spent the rest of the day reading. At the end of the night, Beck was still on her mind.

She just needed to sleep it off. Yeah, that would do it. Sleep would clear her mind. Then she could figure out what to do.