Avery's POV
He didn't bother asking further questions about Dylan but I could tell he wanted to
The ride home was quiet and long. It was exhaustingly awkward.
I got out of the car and I followed
Put your mate on a leach!
The thought of that he said disgusted me. Even if he never really loved me. I know he still considered me a friend. So why say that
"Dylan fight every time when it comes to you. Why?" Liam asked, glancing at me. "Why's he always trying to pick a fight when you're involved. Don't tell me you don't know"
"I-"
"He's in love with you isn't he? Has something happened between you two? How much are you hiding from me? Do you feel the same for him?" he asked "Is that why you fought with Tessa?"
"No-"
"I can't believe you" I frowned, going up the stairs and ignoring me
I sighed, watching him climb the stares
So he's mad at me now
I groaned
He can't know everything... Yet