Chapter 25

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[Skylar’s POV]

It has been one week. One week where Beau and I haven’t talked to each other. We haven’t looked at each other. We haven’t done anything.

No jokes, no fights, no laughter. I’ve gone back to being Skylar Harrison before Beau Brooks. And I realized how lonely and pathetic and boring my life was before I met the guys.

I had also been avoiding the rest of the boys.

I took refuge in the art room during lunch to avoid them. I knew they didn’t want me avoiding them because they kept trying to call me and they would come by my house but I just couldn’t face Beau.

And, now, thanks to that one night a week ago, we weren’t friends anymore.

I was so lonely, yet I still had Max, but I knew he was popular at his school and he didn’t really understand what it felt like to be really lonely.

I sighed as I walked to the art room for lunch again; here I am, boring again.

[Beau’s POV]

It’s been one week and I’m barely breathing from not being able to talk to her, make her laugh, or even hold her.

I miss her and I feel like a half of me was gone. Which is the dumbest thing in the world and I feel like a girl.

I should go to the gym and kick some man back into myself. I think the worst part, though, is that this whole thing is my fault and I know it.

If I had just kept ahold of my feelings, and my hormones, I wouldn’t have kissed her and we wouldn’t be in this mess.

I thought, walking into the nearest Starbuck’s to get some caffeine.

I looked around the room before spotting a couple sitting at one of the booths. First, all I saw was Max Parker and my fists clenched.

I wanted nothing better to do then walk over and punch him in the face but I didn’t because I knew Skylar was probably over there.

Starbuck’s was her favorite coffee place, I thought almost dreamily, reminiscing at the time I took her here after that one party.

I saw Max stand up from the booth and hold out a hand to Skylar to help her up. I started to back out of the store, wanting to avoid an awkward conversation with Skylar.

Right before I exited Starbuck’s I took a glance back at Max and Skylar and froze. He’s an asshole. He’s scum. He’s a douchebag. He’s a player. He’s a dipshit. And I was going to beat the shit out of him.

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