Otto's pov:
I can't believe he called my parents. How did he call them? Did he take my phone?
This was all so unlike him, I felt sick. I needed to know what he said to them.
I wasn't going to ask Geoff about it, though. I didn't want to talk to him right now. He shouldn't have called without telling me, I said I was going to call. Even if I wasn't going to, that doesn't mean he shouldn't trust me when I say I will.
Awsten was the only other person who I talked to regularly, and I didn't want to tell him about any of this, but I didn't feel like talking about anything else.
I watched from the couch as Geoff made himself a bowl of cereal.
"Hey babe," he was a natural at acting like everything was fine.
I smiled back at him, "Hey babe," I spat out "I think we should take a trip."
Geoff was practically beaming, I knew he was just excited because I was talking to him again, but it wouldn't stay like that for long.
"Ooooooh fun! Where to?"
"Los Angeles."
