chapter six ♡

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lillian

"i don't think you should do it" zoey said through my computer screen.

"i just want to see if it's still bad, i don't think there's anything wrong with it" i said debating on whether i should or not get twitter.

obviously jack wouldn't want me to.

but who cares about what he thinks?

you, lillian, you care about what he thinks.

"do you think he's going to push me away if he starts dating this girl?" i asked sighing at the thought.

"i don't think he's capable, he loves you way too much" she assured me.

"yeah yeah" i said not believing it.

"okay, gotta go party" she said.

"zoey" i heard her mom scold in the back making me chuckle.

"it was a joke mom" she said.

"well anyways, talk to you later lily" she smiled and ended the call.

i closed my computer.

"lillian" a voice said making me jump.

"oh my god" i said when i saw nathan maloley standing in my door way.

"hey lily pie" he chuckled walking more into my room.

"nate, don't scare people like that, it's mean" i said.

i stood up though, i haven't seen him in like forever.

we always hung out as a group, it was me, both jacks, sammy, nate and sometimes zoey.

but after he left, that group simmered down to me and zoey.

mostly because i was in a dark place and i ignored their calls.

they got worried, they even came to my house but i told my brother and dad to tell them i wasn't home or something.

they stopped trying after a few months.

they let me be, zoey told them how i wasn't myself but they wanted to help me.

"nice to see you too" he said sarcastically.

"hey" i then smiled at him.

i was closest to him out of everyone.

"missed you" he said.

"you just saw me like last week you dork" i said.

"i know but i still missed you" he said.

"yeah okay." i smiled lightly. he brought me into a hug.

"what's this for?" i asked as i smelled him.

just cause i was hugging him, how can you not smell someone?

nate always smelled really good, i loved that about him.

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