RORY
I stare out the window gloomily, watching the people, shops and houses flash by as Carter drives at high speed.
Maybe it’s because I haven’t been out in a while and finally stepping out today and reacquainting myself with the outside world makes me realize how much I’ve missed it and the thought of going back home so soon makes me want to gouge my own eyes out.
Or maybe it’s because you’re out with Carter and those few seconds when you’d been eating ice cream, staring into each other’s eyes like love-sick teenagers and playing his version of twenty questions before he shut down, you saw him in a different light and you’re just scared that the moment he drives through the gates of your house, you’re going to have to kiss that charming version of him goodbye.
I ignore the voice in
