“Where do you think you’re going?”
“I need to get to Kristin. I need to see her.”
“Right now?” I asked with a humorless laugh. “Dude, it’s nearly one in the morning, and you’ve been drinking.”
He scrubbed his hands down his face. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I…I…I need to see her. I need to touch her. Feel her. Be with her.”
Holy hell, Hollie, what did you do?
“Listen to me, Shawn. You don’t need to do any of those things. I think this is all Hollie.”
He shook his head. “No, I’ve been fighting this attraction, and I can’t do it any longer. I need to see her, Lucas. Now.”
“Okay, listen. It’s the middle of the night, Shawn. Just sleep this off and see how you feel in the morning. Okay?”
He narrowed his eyes but finally nodded. “Fine. I’m feeling kind of exhausted suddenly.”
For a moment, I wondered if I also had powers because I had wished for him to pass the hell out.
“Sleep sounds great. You go get ready for bed, and I’ll clean up in here.” I paused for a moment. Why had I just sounded like my mother? I shivered and pushed the thought away.
He went to walk toward his bedroom, then turned to me. “Your money.”
I waved it off. “Pay me later. Go take a cold shower or something.”
Shawn nodded, then walked like a damn zombie to his bedroom. I pulled out my phone and called Hollie. It went to voicemail. She must have already been asleep.
When I heard the beep, I quietly said, “Hollie! What did you do? Shawn is acting weird. He keeps saying he’s hot and he needs to be with Kristin. He needs to touch her! What the heck is that?”
I heard a bang and quickly made my way to Shawn’s room. I could hear the shower going as I walked up to the door and was about to knock to see if he was okay when I heard moaning.
“No…no, no, no,” I whispered.
Then Shawn started to call out Kristin’s name.
I stumbled back, tripped on something, stumbled to get myself right, then fell right on my ass.
Still able to hear Shawn calling out and moaning, I jumped up.
“Oh, my God! My ears! My ears!” I cried out as I rushed out of the bedroom and back to the dining room. “Oh, my God. I think I just heard my best friend jacking off in the shower!”
I pulled the phone away from my ear. “I just left that on a voicemail!”
Hitting End, I grabbed my jacket, keys, and a piece of cold pizza before I called out, “I’m heading home, Shawn!”
When he didn’t reply, I got the hell out of his house, locking the door behind me and praying that Shawn would pass out.
My phone rang as I slipped into my car.
“Hollie!”
“Lucas, what is going on? I heard you screaming ‘My ears,’ and I think you said you saw Shawn jacking off.”
“No!No, Hollie, I did not say that! I heard him.Heard him!I heard him jacking off. Two very different things!”
“Okay, but why were you in the bathroom while he was–?”
“Do not say it! Please, for the love of everything holy, I need to forget the last few minutes of my life.”
