Page 179 of Only With You

Me: Do what you want with it.

Daisy: Any size will do!

I screenshot her last message and send it to Saint. And I watch and relish the grin on his face instantaneously fall.

Me: I’ll have the other guys sign it and I’ll give it to you later.

I’ve seen jerseys with everyone’s signature sell for a crazy amount.So I’ve no doubt she’ll make a lot out of it.

I may be petty, but I can be nice.

TJ: I can’t believe I left and you and Julianna happened.

Me: We didn’t happen. Let it go. You’re all getting on my nerves.

TJ: No. I need more details and so does Lola. I’ve been keeping her updated.

Saint: Shit, tell Lola I’m sorry. I meant to text her back about it.

“What have you been telling Lola?” I glare at Saint but of course he ignores me.

Saint: Tell her they matched on Halloween.

Jayden: They looked fucking adorable dressed like angels. Then they left Liquid together and he spent the night at her place. And since then they’ve been super duper close.

Malik: Attachment: 1 Image

Malik: I wasn’t even aware they hated each other until I saw the money jar.

“You took a picture of the jar?” I snap my attention to him.

“No, Jagger did and he shared it with me.” He points at Jagger, who’s grinning from ear to ear at his phone.

I’m not sure who he’s texting, but he’s so immersed in whatever he’s doing, he hasn’t texted the group chat or looked up at us. He laughs and shakes his head, and when I see his fingers move, I know he’s typing.

He must sense our eyes on him because he looks up. “Sorry, what?”

“You texting the cheerleaders who gave you their number earlier?” Jayden asks, his smile devious.

Jag pauses, eyes flicking to the screen before he replies. “Sure…yeah, the cheerleaders from earlier…”

My brows knit and my eyes narrow, but when my phone buzzes in my hand, I drop my gaze to it, only to be disappointed it’s TJ and not Julianna.

It’s Wednesday and I’ve not seen nor spoken to her since Saturday. I’ve texted her once every day since the last time I saw her just to see what she’s doing, but I’ve gotten no reply. I understand her silence. She wants space, but I don’t want it.

God, I sound so needy, but I miss her.

She was acting differently on Saturday, but swore she was okay. Now I’m worried I hurt her Friday night, or said something to upset her.

TJ: There’s a jar? Holy shit

Me: I’ll murder you all.

Malik: This isn’t the first time he’s threatened us with murder. Maybe we should take him seriously?

Jagger: No.

Jayden: No.

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