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Losing Hope Colleen Hoover 29030K 2023-08-31

I know you were sad when sheto interact with her on a regular basis after that

I also knoas cruel of me to force you to be her friend just so she would coht I learned ain

Well, I didn’t learnyou were still here, purely for selfish reasons, because I would give anything for you to be friends with Sky After running with her thisand irrational and stubborn and gorgeous as hell and I want so bad to stop thinking about her, but I can’t If you were here, I could ask you to be her friend so she would have a reason to cohteen now and not fourteen But I want an excuse to talk to her again I want to give her one o about doing that I don’t want to do it at school and we aren’t running together any on her front door, I can’t figure out a way to get her to talk to me

Wait That’s actually not a bad idea

Thanks, Les

Chapter Thirteen

"We going out tonight?" I ask Daniel as weon Friday nights, but tonight I’o that I wanted to go to Sky’s house tonight to try to talk to her I don’t know if it’s a good idea, but I know if I don’t at least try, I’ll driveif it would have made a difference

"Can’t," Daniel says "I’h I’ll call you"

I nod and he turns to head toward his car I open my door, but pause when I see Sky’s car out of the corner ofto Grayson

Fro

I’d be lying if I didn’t ad his hands on her ht I prop my arm on my door and watch them for some stupid, self-torturous reason

From here, she doesn’t look happy She pushes hi him while he talks, then he ain I take a step away fro lot and pull his ignorant ass off her She clearly doesn’t want hi her, but I stop and take a step back when it looks like she relents and gives in to him As soon as he leans in to kiss her, I have to look away

It’s physically impossible to watch I don’t understand her I don’t understand what she sees in him and I really don’t understand why she can’t seem to standabout her Maybe she really is just like everyone else Maybe I’ve just been hoping she was different forat the to her His ar her neck or shoulder or wherever the fuck his mouth is But I could have sworn she just rolled her eyes

Now she’s looking at her watch, not responding to him at all She drops her ar there, looking more inconvenienced by him than interested

I continue to watch therow more and more confused by her lack of interest Her expression is almost lifeless, until the second she locks eyes with roide She immediately looks away and pushes Grayson off her She turns her back to hiets into her car I’m too far away to hear what she says to hi her off with both hands tells me that whatever she said to him wasn’t at all what he wanted to hear

I sry, I’ up on her doorstep tonight Especially after witnessing whatever that was I just witnessed

I ring the doorbell and wait

I’ht now, but only because I don’t have a clue how she’ll react to seeingto say to her once she does finally open the door

I ring the doorbell again after waiting several moments I’m sure I’ht

Shit It’s Friday night She’s probably not even ho their way toward the door and it opens She’s standing in front of me a frazzled mess Her hair is loosely pulled back, but strands have fallen all around her face She’s got white powder dusted across her nose and cheek and even has so her face She looks adorable And shocked

Several seconds pass with us just standing there and I realize that I should probably be the one speaking right now, since I’m the one who showed up at her house

God, why does every single thing about her throw me off like this?

"Hey," she says

Her calm voice is like a breath of fresh air She doesn’t see her greeting

Another round of aard silence ensues and she tilts her head to the side "Um" She squints and crinkles up her nose and I can tell she’s not sure what to do or say next

"You busy?" I ask her, knowing just by the disarray of her appearance that whatever she was doing, she orking hard at it