ALLISON'S POV
The human skull isn’t as durable as people think and I learned that somewhere in freshman year.
I can’t help but wonder… how fragile is Justin’s skull? And hers, the girl he’s pressed against in the corner, with lips tangled together like spaghetti.
As Sean leads me past the flood of bodies dancing and laughing at Zach’s party, my chest tightens with feelings I can’t admit. Why do I care that Justin is with someone else? Why? I’m here with my boyfriend, so morally, I have no right to feel this way. Or have I really lost my mind?
He hasn’t even given me the slightest indication he’s interested and yet here I am, seething that he’s kissing someone else. Pathetic.
Just as we reach the top of the staircase, I grab Sean into a room, pressing him against the wall. My lips fi
