Emily's POV
We don't talk. Because there is nothing to say. It is really hard to be around someone who's so quiet and closed off like Jake. It's just that the questions roam around your mind making you think whether to ask them or not. And not asking him makes it way harder for me because I am a curious person by nature.
Being his friend is by far the hardest challenge I have ever faced. I feel like there is so much to know about him, and it makes me uncomfortable that he knows some things about me, while I know nothing about him, other than he likes lemon tarts and croissants and English cake....and probably steak too.
Jake's phone rings, the sound filling the car. He flips the phone around to see who is calling, then he ignores the call. A few seconds pass, then the phone rings again.
