As I leave the house, I’m aware of three things, and they all scare the shit out of me. For some reason, Colton Thompson likes me, and now he’s jealous. This leads to another realization: he thinks Drake and I are hooking up behind Layla’s back. The third one? I’m a messed-up idiot who likes the guy I’m not supposed to like at all, and he’s not the one I’m leaving this party with.
