- I watch Judah walk to Zayn's table. Zayn still stares at me. Eyes not leaving my body. I look away at once and drink Judah's bottled water. Judah leans his hands on their table as he says something. Zayn's taunting gaze moves to Judah and his smirk is gone.
- " What the fuck are you doing here?" I hear Judah faintly ask.
- " What the fuck do you expect?" Troy asks. His looks mean one thing. He hates Judah to the core. And if he's given a knife to stab Judah right now, that dude will.