Phil's POV
Buzzing.
I glanced over at Theo's phone, buzzing next to him. He picked it up, glanced at the screen, scrunched up his brows and wrote something back.
Then he had his phone in his hands most of the night.
I noticed it.
Mostly because I’d seen who had called him last night. Chelsea.
What is he doing?
I grimaced, trying to focus on the game but soon I gave up, glancing over to find him biting his lip, staring at his phone. Nudes.
She’s probably sending nudes.
Aren’t we too young to be sending nudes?
Frowning, I wondered why he was here anyway. He could be hanging out with her. It’s not like I’d stop him. Hell, hadn’t I been trying to push him in that direction anyway? Avoiding him. Giving him ample space.
And yet, here h
