over night, but I was crying so hard now I could barely get the words out. “You were right, Lo.” I sniffled. “You were right about everything.”
An hour later we were still talking. I was physically and emotionally drained from recounting the entirety of my Wyatt-drama, but I actually felt better.
I was so happy that I’d finally told Lola everything. I really don’t know why I’d been so scared. She was seriously the world’s best friend. She didn’t even get mad when I told her how I’d blurted out her secret. And she still hadn’t said, ‘I told you so’, even though she had every right to.
Honestly, she’d been surprisingly reserved during our entire conversation.
Normally, Lola had strong opinions about everything, and she always spoke her mind. It was one of the things I respected about her. I must’ve really made a mess of things if my gabby best friend was at a loss for words. It was starting to make me anxious.
“So how bad is it?” I asked. “Should I transfer to Lakeview for the rest of the year or do you know some secret way to help me face that jerk without turning into a sobbing mess?”
“You’re not transferring. You two just need to talk and clear the air.”
“Clear the air? Lola, have you been listening to me? You were totally right. Wyatt is a jerk. He made me think he liked me and then he threw me away like I meant nothing last night.” I sucked in a painful breath, the wounds to my heart still raw. “I’m just sorry I told him about prom. I didn’t mean to drag you into this with me.”
“Yeah . . .” Lola drawled. “About that. I think I was actually the one who was wrong.”
“What?”
“Wyatt actually texted me last night apologizing for the whole thing. We ended up talking it out and it was just a misunderstanding.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You talked to Wyatt last night?”
“I was going to tell you when you called but you were so upset, and I wasn’t sure if I should bring it up.” She sighed. “Honestly, Layne, I know you’re mad and you have every right to be, but he sounded really broken up last night. Maybe you should give him another chance.”
I laughed. The sound came out a bit maniacal, but that was fitting since I felt like I might be going crazy. “So, now you’re Team Wyatt?”
“I’m Team Layne, always,” Lola said. “I’m just saying everyone makes mistakes. I made a mistake thinking Wyatt purposely ruined my prom last year. Maybe you’re making a mistake giving up on him too quickly.”
“Lola, there was no mistaking the things Wyatt said to me last night.”
“Okay, maybe not. I’m just saying don’t discount what he’s saying now.”
“I don’t know what he’s saying now!” I practically shouted.
She frowned. “You haven’t talked to him?”
“No.”
“He told me he was going to call you last night.”
“He did, like a million times, but I turned my phone off.”
Lola gave me a sympathetic look. “I know you don’t want to right now but listen to his messages after you cool off a bit.”
I rolled my eyes. “I’ll think about it,” I muttered. It wasn’t really a lie. I probably would listen to them—when I was twenty-five! Because that’s how long it was going to take me to cool off about this.
"Can we just watch a movie and forget about this for a little while?” I asked.
Lola grinned. “Sure! Wanna make popcorn and watch Say Anything? That movie always cheers you up.”
I grimaced.
“What?”
“Lo, never watch your favorite movie with your crush.”
“No! You didn’t!”
“I did, and now it’s ruined for all time.”
“Aw, Layne. That’s like dating 101! Everyone knows not to watch your favorite movie with a guy until you’ve been together at least a year.”
“I didn’t know that!”
“This is why you need me in your life.”
“Please never get mono again,” I begged.
She giggled. “I can try, but it is the kissing virus. And I do like to kiss.”
I rolled my eyes but laughed for the first time since yesterday. “I miss you,” I whispered.
“Me too.”
We spent the rest of the lazy afternoon chatting on and off while watching all the Pitch Perfect movies. It was definitely lifting my spirits, but I still felt hollow inside. And as much as I didn’t want to think about him, my mind kept drifting back to Wyatt.
The irony of my situation wasn’t lost on me. Now that I wanted nothing to do with