(Hudson)
I bent across the pool table, feeling my gaze drift back to that door as everyone carried on talking around me.
Where the hell was she?
I won't lie, the past few days have been absolute hell.
I couldn't eat. Couldn't f*****g sleep. All of my dreams are filled with that asshole doing things with El that I should be. Not to mention I have been completely off my game and Coach Wheeler has been up my ass about it.
I know I was the one to push her toward that asshole. I shouldn't have said s**t about Ari, but I was just trying to bide my time and figure all of this out.
"Dude, are you going to go or what?" Pete asked before leaning against the pool table and glancing towards a group of girls walking by.
The way his eyes lingered for a moment caused me to scoff.
"Seriously?
