LHM
"You're acting weird. What's wrong with you?" Jacy squinted hard at me, suspicious.
"Nothing. I'm not weird."
"Whatever." Jacy slouched away from me, chin on her hand eye on the crowd. "You're always weird, but you're being weirder than normal, and it's freaking me out, ok?"
"I'm not weird, I'm—"
The words wrenched off the top of my tongue like an alligator spin-rolls its prey to death.
In love.
I choked on my ice cream.
"Slow down, jeeze. Remember what happened yesterday? You have a serious problem with this stuff." Jacy took the drippy remnants of my ice cream and shoved it into her mouth. "Unhealthy- level problems. You need help. Can we eat Thai for dinner? I'm hungry."
AN:
*insert heart eye emoji here*
I owe all of my good ideas, as well as a lot of my bad ones, to HH.
Thank you for reading.
xo
HBM