Blair’s POV:
“Oh” Niana smiles, “Hello there, Blake.”
Her smile quickly turned to grimaced and disappointment the moment Blake stood up and stop hiding himself underneath my bed.
“Care to explain what the f**k just happened in here?” She said, “You just said you were sleeping––”
“Obviously she’s not.” Blake said, flatly. As if it doesn’t bother him that our best friend caught us inside my room. As if the weight of it never affects him the way I feel it.
“Clearly, she wasn’t sleeping nor were you underneath her bed.” Niana said, firmly.
Ugh. Why is she acting like–– as if we owe her an explanation. She’s our friend and she should... f**k. It’s wrong. No matter what angle I’ll put it, it’s still f*****g wrong. She and every body knows that I’m dating Harry and yet
