Chapter 22

• Nate’s POV
• “Alright, if she’s really the one who you’ve been talking to, give me your phone and I’m going to check you first three message inboxes, to prove you wrong, you fucker.” I said to him and watched as he stared at me quietly with pursed lips, before finally bursting into a little fit of laughter, and I joined in at the end, because the sound of his laughter was just that contagious.
• “Alright, alright, you win. Alright? You fucking win, and you were right, I wasn’t texting my mother at first.” Avery finally confessed and I rolled my eyes at him with a small huffed laugh.