"Maybe," Sierra rose her thin blonde brows in my direction. "You should just forget about him."

I smiled. "If you're talking about Jack, then you're crazy."

Sierra moved her head and looked at me with shock. "Macy!"

"What?"

"Do you realize what you just said!" She cried out. She moved so she was sitting with me on the ground.

"N-no?" I stammered.

"Talk to Taylor," she told me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "It'll make things ten times better. See if he's okay with it, and if he's not..."

"Then?" I asked.

"I don't know." she said reluctantly.

I stood up. "Okay. Give me 20 minutes. I'm going to go talk to Taylor."

"You have all week!" She exclaimed. "Can't we have time together?"

I shrugged one shoulder. "Better to do it now."

She looked at me with pity. "What if he doesn't like it?"

I looked down. I stayed silent. "I'll be back soon."

I took a shakey breath and left.

When I got to Taylor's house, I went up to the door and knocked. The winter air started to chew at my cheeks. I rubbed my hands together and then stuffed them in my pockets.

Taylor answered the door with a grin. "Hey." He kissed me.

"Hey," I pecked him back. "Can I come in?"

He nodded. "Of course."

I walked in. He shut the door behind me.

His house was beautiful. It was on the rich side of the neighborhood, so it was pretty big. When you first pulled into the driveway, you had to pass a gate. You were slowly greeted by a weeping willow tree. When you walk in, an overhead chandelier hung over. It reminded me of a jelly fish hanging upside down. The walls were painted velvet.
His house normally smelt like lavender or cookies.
"We're having dinner, you're welcome to stay." He offered me.

I shook my head. "I'm not staying."

"Oh, then what's up?" He asked.

"Uh," I said nervously. "You remember Jack?"

His face fell. "Did you cheat on me?"

I gulped. "No. He's coming to see me for a while."

"Oh." he said in a small voice.

"Are you okay with that?" I tilted my head.

"If it makes you happy." He looked up and clenched his jaw.

"I want you to meet him," I took his hand in mine. "He's great."

He gave a breathy laugh and shook his head. "He's a rockstar, Macy. Don't you see all those girls in school wearing All Time Low shirts? He's in that band. There's so many girls that want him. You're just another girl. He'll hurt you."

I loosened my grip on his hand and let it fall. I stood there with my mouth hanging open. "I'm not just another girl to him."

He took my hand, but I wrenched it away. "Don't go and see him. Just stop talking to him all together."

"Are you telling me that you don't want me to see Jack?" I asked in total disgust.

" Don't think of it like that. I'm looking out for you, that's all." He engulfed me in a hug.

I scoffed and pulled away. "I'm seeing Jack." I started towards the door.

His cheeks slowly started growing red. "Macy," he tried.

I turned to him. "Call me when you get over your jealousy."

"I'm not jealous."

I slammed the door in his face. I jogged to my car and pulled out as quickly as I could.



"How'd it go?" Sierra was exactly where I had left her.

I fell to the floor and let out a scream. I put my hands over my face.

"Not good, I'm guessing?" She laid next to me. "Look, think about it like this: boyfriends come and go, but friends are forever." She pulled a book out of my bag. "And in this case, it's your math that's forever." She laid it next to me.

I looked at her. "Taylor doesn't want me to see Jack."

She blew out a sigh. "Yeah. I thought he wouldn't. Molly's coming over. We're going to go see a movie. Come and get your mind off of things for a while."

I frowned. "What movie?"

"Dear John." she said.

"Can I take a rain check?" I asked sarcastically. I never was one for romance movies.

~

3 hours later, I got out of the theaters. Taylor texted me 5 times.

call me plz!!!

macy we need to talk...

i kno ur mad please just reply

Macy, please.

Babe

I laughed and shook my head, putting the phone back in my pocket.

"What's so funny?" Molly asked me. We got in the car.

"Nothing."

I ended up leaving that night. I went home and did more homework.

Around 3 in the morning, I woke up to door being knocked on. I left everything on. I must've fell asleep.

Scratching my head, I walked out. I opened the front door. Hopefully my parents wouldn't hear it.

"Jack." I widened my eyes and grinned.