Taylor’s P.O.V
Nate and I had been talking things over for the last half an hour, trying to sort things out. It was good to get it done, get it all out in the open and try being friends without arguing and falling out all the time.
“You wanna fake a break-up?” he asked as we finished talking about our pretend relationship we were in.
“I don’t know. I don’t know what would be better.” I sighed, running my hands through y hair
“The choice is yours, Taylor. If you think it will get Zara of your back then we can do that but if you wanna keep pissing her off then we can continue it for another little while.” He said.
I was not sure what was for the best, to be honest. Either way, I don’t think it would make her back off. The thing about Zara when she decided to be a b***h and pick on
