“You look scared again.” I glance over my shoulder and see Cara leaning against the doorframe. “I’m terrified,” I whisper. “What scares you the most?” “That I’m going to fall in love with him.” Cara laughs, one of those irritating, mocking laughs. “Oh, Ollie.” She strolls over, stealing a slice of my extra-extra bacon pizza, taking a bite. “I hate to tell you this, but if you’re scared of falling in love with him … you’re already halfway there.”
