Chapter 10

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***Jay's POV; song for this chapter: "When I Was Your Man" by Bruno Mars)***

"Absolutely not!" Lloyd yells, causing a dismayed look to cross Nya's face.

"And what, exactly, is wrong with you covering for us while we go spy on some suspicious characters?" Nya growls.

I was in such a great mood after dancing with Nya. Now, I'm stuck standing in front of the school, talking to her uber-jealous best friend. I already have a song for him picked out in my mind:

"Same bed, but it feels just a little bit bigger now.

Our song on the radio, but it don't sound the same.

When our friends talk about you, all it does is just tear my down,

'Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name.

It all just sounds like ooh, ooh, ooh, hoo, hoo.

Mm, too young, too dumb to realize

That I should've bought you flowers

And held your hand,

Should've gave you all my hours

When I had the chance,

Take you to every party, 'cause all you wanted to do was dance.

Now, my baby's dancing,

But she's dancing with another man."

"You guys really think it's a good idea to be alone, secretively observing dangerous people?" he fumes.

"Um, I won't be alone. I'll be with Jay." She rolls her eyes.

"That's worse. You two will be kissing behind a lamppost or something – "

"A lamppost?" I cut in. Aren't those, like, literally not big enough for just one of us to hide behind?

Lloyd ignores me. "And then, before you know it, some guy will have gagged you and stolen all your money!"

"You're overreacting," Nya accuses him.

It's not that he's overreacting. He's just angry that Nya and I are spending any amount of time together alone. I mean, if she were fake dating Cole and I was her best friend who was secretly in love with her, I would do the same thing. I think? That's a lot of "if's".

"My pride, my ego, my needs, and my selfish ways,

Caused a good, strong woman like you to walk out of my life.

Now I never, never get to clean up the mess I made, oh,

And it haunts me every time I close my eyes.

It all just sounds like ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,

Mm, too young, too dumb to realize

That I should have bought you flowers

And held your hand,

Should've gave you all my hours

When I had the chance,

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