LEAH's POV.
"Leah," I turned around to walk away but Hardin grabbed my wrists.
"Really?" I turned back to him with an eye roll. "We'll finish this conversation later?" I mimicked Veronica's sultry voice and Hardin ran his hand through his hair.
"I swear it's not what it looks like." He said. A scoff escaped from my lips. "Are you just going to say that every time or?" I asked.
"I asked you that day if there was something between you two, some unfinished business and you told me there was nothing. You told me I had nothing to worry about." I said and Hardin stretched out his arms.
"That's because you don't!" He raised his voice and a vein popped out the side of his neck. "So why are you sneaking around with her at a party?" I wasn't buying it. My blood boiled with a mix of anger and a
