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Before Ally Ryan moved back to Orchard Hill, I never didn’t know what to do. Now it was all the time. It was like I always didn’t know what to do.And it was starting to piss me off.Like, was I supposed to call her, or not call her? She’d told me she didn’t want to see me anymore. Did she mean it? Or was I supposed to, like, go after her? And if that’s what I was supposed to do, did I really want to be that guy? The guy who begged a girl to take him back?The only thing I knew for sure was that every night I did want to be that guy. Lying in my bed, listening to the crickets, thinking about what she was doing, I was like, Fuck it, just call her. Then every morning, I’d wake up and be relieved I hadn’t done it. Because Jake Graydon doesn’t beg for girls. What was I thinking?Then I’d spend all day obsessing about her, and as soon as I was in bed again, the cycle started all over.As I drove over to Hammond Ross’s house the Monday after the shit hit the fan, all I could think about was the cycle. And whether or not I had the balls to break it. It had been about forty-eight hours since my best friend Sha