"tell me you won't call him," niall says. it comes out more of a plead than a demand. almost like he's jealous of a stranger i don't know anything about.
i force out a laugh, "of course not. i don't even know him."
a small smile forms on his face, lighting my heart up. i walk over to the waste bin and drop the piece of paper in. two arms wrap around my waist, startling me. i smile at niall and reach my hand back to ruffle his fluffy, blond hair.
