"LIAM!!" I screamed, as I popped up, and looked around my darken room. I then looked down and noticed that I was wearing my night clothes and Tamo wasn't there. "What?" I said, as I began replaying the events of what happened.
When I walked in my room, Tamo was there. I remembered talking to him, remembered the hologram memory he showed me, even remembered him kissing me, and pushing him away. He did try to kiss me again, only I pushed him away and that's when we argued about Liam and how he didn't care about me, we did kiss again, but instead of having s*x, I asked him to give me time. He agreed then left. Nothing happened after that. So why did I have that dream? I thought to myself as i fell back on my bed. Maybe it's a guilty conscious? But what do I have to feel guilty about, when
