16

Willow

"You want something?? " she tried making the atmosphere less tense at the moment seeing I was frozen in thoughts.

"Wait, yes, what? What makes you think I'll let that arrogant prick kiss me? He doesn't even want to kiss me," I exclaimed. Hailey just shot me a wide smile, walking toward me, pulling me into a hug with one hand in the air holding the paper plate and the other hand slowly patting my back.

"Oh, Willow, you're such a doll—" Hailey began when the door handle started to turn, someone attempting to get in. My eyes grew wide in shock as I imagined who might be on the other side.

"Hailey are you in there?" I heard Tristan yelled from the other side, as we both disengage from our supposed hug, we both wore worried looks as Hailey sent me to open the door and hid the plastic plate from behind her as I unlock the door and opened it for Tristan.

His appearance was different; his usually combed-back hair was messy and scattered as he ran his fingers through it, making him more