I'm not 13. I'm almost 15. God he just thinks I'm a little girl or something...
Haley bit her lip as she remained with her face against his chest and thankfully facing away from Alex, and fought back tears. No. No, no, no, he can't see you crying.
"Good,” she said quietly as she snuggled against him, trying to take comfort that he at least seemed conflicted instead of completely regretful.
"Do...you think we'll get in trouble if we fall asleep together out here again? I...maybe we could like...go to your room or something..."