More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
“What’s going to happen,” he breathes, “is that I’m going to carry you through this door. I’m going to draw out every single moment until you’re exhausted. And I’m going to move so slow that three months ago will feel like yesterday. And tomorrow will feel like today, and no one in this fucking universe will be able to say your name without saying mine.”
Normally I’d be tempted. But I have Loren Hale.
“Have you even taken Stat?” I ask. “Stats.” “What?” “It’s called Stasticsssss,” he says, hissing the “s” for further emphasis. “Not Statistic.” His gaze stays fixated on that stupid phone. “Have you taken Statsssss,” I hiss back.
“I don’t know how to live without you.” And I shake my head quickly as tears pool. “And I don’t want to know how. I don’t want to find out.”
Fuck off. I love Loren Hale. I
He is as much a part of me as the sun is a part of the sky, as the Earth is to the universe.
“Tell me the first thing that comes to your head,” he says. In an aching whisper, I say, “I love you.”
No one knows me like Lily Calloway. She’s my best friend, and without her—God, what’s the point?
His eyes flicker to mine. “Am I real enough for you?” Dear God, yes.
“Because I think she loves you more than she loves sex. And you love her more than you love alcohol, but you two just haven’t let yourselves believe it yet.”
Melissa stares straight into the camera, delivering her next lie. “Lily Calloway liked to do it a lot, but especially with both of them.” She pauses. “Together.” None of us move, not at all expecting that. “Fucking fantastic,” Ryke breathes.
Ryke stares at me from the couch. “So your first fucking statement is going to be Melissa is a big fat fucking liar?”
I haven’t told my parents to “go to hell” yet, but that’s partly because they really haven’t spoken to me.