Chapter 138

During my tutoring sessions with Creed, I make sure that we talk about things other than work. I even accept a few invites from Miranda to hang out in their apartment. Slowly, Creed starts to come around, and even though he ignores me in the halls, he’s very close to the same guy I remember from last year when we’re in private.

We’re back to watching movies on his couch, and it’s not a rare occurrence for me to come over and find him in nothing but sweats, a towel around his neck, a glass of water in his hand as he takes me in with a sweep of those cold, blue eyes.

Oddly enough, I’m having the most trouble getting Zayd to talk me.

A week out from spring break, I get tired of it and track him down in the music room while he’s playing guitar. He doesn’t notice me until I’m standing right next to him, humming some song under his breath that I’m surprised to find I actually like. I’ve never been much for contemporary music, so that’s a huge thing for me.

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