Chapter 12 Colbys POV

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"Come on dude! Just text her." Corey whined thumping me with pillows.

I was lying on the sofa picking at my black nails while getting verbally attacked by the boys.

"Go away Corey, or I'll spit into your milkshake."

He holds up his hands in mock surrender. "Alright I'm out. Jake;its your turn."

Jake circles round the sofa and plops down at my feet.

"Colby seriously, for the past three days you've barely said a word, either eaten wayyyy too much or nothing at all and spend suspiciously long in the shower. Stop torturing yourself...and us...and just text the damn girl."

I sigh, sitting up.

"Pass me the phone."

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