#Chapter27

Trey left me a minute after and walked over to the bench which was a little more secluded from the eyes of the big crowd. Glad I'm not the only one who can feel it.

When I watched him sit on the bench, I realised that he was going over there for some sort of privacy, I lugged in my senses and followed after him. The brain is definitely lagging tonight.

"I don't think you should be angry at yourself trey" I start by saying to which he just keeps his head still and fiddles with the football in his hands.

I didn't want him to feel bad I...