JESSE'S POV
I was going to hell.
This is insane. What was it about this one girl that has me acting like a f*****g Disney prince?
Maybe it's the way she smiles or the way she tilts her head when she is confused. It probably had nothing to do with the way my body reacts when she is close to me; or how my heart hammers in my chest, my stomach lurching whenever she speaks.
Certainly, nothing to do with the way she looks, f**k. Silky black hair that tumbled over her shoulders, intense hazel eyes that seemed to change shades according to her mood. Her lips just invite me to kiss them-even though I can't.
Because, with his arms currently firmly around her waist like he owns her, is my best friend. Sitting on the bonnet of his car as he laughs at something Calum says, is the guy that has
