Kieran pushed a few stray hairs out of my face.
"It's all over your face, Flower." He told me.
My frown deepened.
"'Why me? What's he see in me? He just wants in my pants. He can have any other girl. There are better girls than me.'" Kieran said in a high-pitched, mocking tone.
My jaw dropped. Kieran raised his brows at me. As if daring me to argue that that's not what I was thinking. Which made me press my lips together in a thin line.
"Ya know what?" I said as I pulled the blanket off of me and balled it up. "f***k you, and your romantic bullsh.it. Go do all your mushy-gushy sh.it for some other girl!"
Then I threw the blanket at Kieran's face, which he caught by the way. Then I tried to take off the hat too, but Kieran was faster. He wrapped the blanket around me again. This time
