Lyric wasn’t sure when he had drifted off, but he was shaken awake and panicking. He shot up in bed, looking left to right and trying to figure out where the f**k he was. He was fine. He was at Felicity’s home, in Creed’s bedroom.
Why had he been shaken awake?
He looked over to see Roland staring at his phone again. He looked up for a mere second before locking eyes on his screen again. He sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. “You’re sleeping with me tonight. Creed’s in the bathroom; get to my room and remove your contacts. Don’t be a fool and sleep in them. How many times?”
“Why?” Lyric asked, frowning a little. “I’ve been with Creed since that night. Why can’t I just sleep here tonight?”
“Just get to my room, Lyric,” he snapped. Lyric stared at him, hating how much Roland re
