37. Kayla

Chapter 37

Kayla

L.A. was a stupid idea. All I got was a broken heart and an addiction to Red Vines.

Did I think I would fall in love with the place and make plans to abandon my life in the mountains? Obviously not. Would I see a side of Ryan that was all icks and come back wondering what I have ever seen in him? Despite our limited time together, that was never going to happen.

I used to wake up so excited for the day ahead, now I’m cursing the mountain, and time-zones, and my stupid, stupid heart before I’ve even opened my eyes. My whole life I’ve wanted this, now I’m mad at myself for even considering giving it a try because now I’m in so fucking deep with this boy.

He snuck one of his hoodies into my suitcase before I left, and I’ve slipped it over a pillow to snuggle up with at night. Breathing in the scent of his skin and his hair gel, I sleep more deeply than I ever do alone.