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Awkward, was the only word I could describe Dallas and I. We had spent all of yesterday, well I was avoiding him. I wasn't sure if he was avoiding me or I was just doing a really really good job avoiding him.

After that night he dropped me home, with a single goodbye and took off, back into the city I suppose. But he was right, about his mother. I came back and everyone was worried about me, but Paris could care less about him. She didn't mutter a word about him, I knew the loneliness of the world before I had people that truly cared, the feeling of staying out all night and coming home to no worried parent, that's why I never challenged Nolan's overprotective force. There was a difference between trusting someone to the point of not worrying about them to not even thinking about them.

It was a lonely spot to be in, it caused you to act careless, reckless even to make someone finally see you for whatever you were.

He was still gone, as I searched through the books I h