Rylie's POV

Just then, as though God finally decided to have pity on me, Blake's mom appeared at the door just in time to yell "What is going on here?!"

I hurriedly pulled away from Blake who didn't seem to be that bothered.

"We were… Uh, I was… just leaving. Bye!" I stammered, running out of the room, brushing past her as I did.

My face was probably as red as a tomato but I didn't bother stopping until I got home. I didn't even say goodbye to Grandma Nellie.

Once home, I rushed up the stairs to my room, locked the door and crashed into a heap on my...