#Chapter29
I had to give him credit though. He had balls coming here, stirring up things and rumours like nobody's business when he wanted to do nothing with me. What is this guy's problem, anyway? Was this all a sick game to him?
/"You promised me you would stay away from me, Harper. Last night./" I folded my arms under my chest, ready to shoot him down once and for all. I gritted my teeth in frustration.
I was going to need a lot of deep breaths if I was going to talk to him now!
He shrugged and tucked his hands into his blue jeans. /"I couldn't stay away./" I can smell bullshit from a mile away, boy!
How could he just shrug, as if what I asked him was of absolutely no consequence?
And what does he mean by /"he couldn't/"?!
/"Well, too bad./" I scoffed and rolled my eyes, already getting annoyed at his presence. /"I don't want anything to do with you./"