Delilah
I spent the night at Ken's house, we spent half of the night cuddling. With his big polo and ankle socks which Ken fell in love with made me look like a fifteen year old teenager. Despite our happy moment, something didn't just seem right. Ken seemed a little bit off, he stares at me longer than usual, apart from the moment when we are watching something funny on the flat screen, his smile after those moments seemed forced.
I stared at my phone again, contemplating calling him. This his put off attitude is really bothering me. I know he is trying to be there for me, hence his reason for not opening up to me, but his silence isn't helping me either.
The door opened, Lucas strutted in with Thad behind him, he slumped down on the sofa and dropped his leg on the table. "I met him ou
