Billie.
"B, get up." Zach said, hitting me with a pillow for the 3rd time.
"Zach, if you hit me with that god damn pillow one more time." I threatened, picking my head up from my own pillow.
He frowned and laid down next to me, his head lying on my back. "I hate seeing you so sad."
I sighed, "I hate being sad."
"Well, then make up with Jack." He started, "and then make out with jack... again." He smirked.
"Haha." I rolled my eyes.
"Seriously, B, Jack feels terrible for leading you on, he even said-" Zach started, "Nevermind." He caught himself before he could spill any of the secrets jack had told him the night before.
"Said what?" My head shot up. Zach shrugged his shoulders and turned around to face the bedroom window.
"What did he say, Zach?" I was standing up now and forced Zach to face me.
"He may or may not have said he was in love with you?" His voice becoming unsure at the last part.
I sighed and sat on the bed, "Yeah, right."
