Casey POV
“Woah, woah, woah!”
Anthony clapped his hands, his tone making it sound like he'd just caught me red-handed. He shot me a sharp look, then turned to Noah.
“So, that’s the dude you dumped me for, Casey? Can’t believe your taste is so trashy!”
“Anthony, how are you even at my house? I told you we’re over, and I don’t wanna see you again. What are you doing here?”
Anthony grabbed my arm, yanking me closer to him.
“I’m not breaking up until I know the real reason why. I’m not cool with you dumping me and replacing me with some delinquent like that!”
I glanced back, hoping Noah would just leave, but he stayed there, staring at us. No, no. I didn’t want any drama here.
“Noah, just go,” I said.
“I’ll go,” Noah replied calmly, but his glare at Anthony was intense. “After I make
