Phil's POV
“So is he dating her?” Diana sounded anxious on the phone.
When I saw her name on my phone screen this late at night, I knew I shouldn’t have picked up. “I don’t know.”
“How do you not know?”
Rolling my eyes, I glared up at the ceiling. “I don’t know his whole life.”
“You’re best friends.”
“Meh.”
“Meh? What does meh mean?”
“Why don’t you just tell him how you feel?” I grumbled. She might as well. Everybody else was taking their shot; she might as well toss her name in the bucket too.
She sighed. “They must be dating. Did you see that picture?”
“Yes, Diana. You literally sent me the picture.” God, I wish she didn’t send me that stupid picture. It was engrained in my brain. Even now I could see the way his eyes were averted
