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| A few nights after Jensen got home from his road trip; I lay awake staring up at the ceiling. I hated the fact that as soon as he got home Kate had pretty much disappeared. I was aware that I was jealous of him�he had her, but this wasn�t about jealously. She was suspicious of Jensen, so why did she stay with him? He wasn�t good for her, at least not like I was. I tossed and turned trying to erase all of the thoughts from my head. I knew that I would not be able to sleep if I keep stressing over all of this stuff. �What�s up with you?� Taylor asked irritably, yawning. �I just can�t get comfortable, sorry.� �No, not that. I mean lately�you�ve been weird. Oddly quiet. I know something is bothering you.� Taylor and I had shared a room almost our entire lives so he could usually gauge my moods. �Nothing really. I�ve just been worried about the album. You know, writing and stuff,� I lied. �I�ve written a couple of things�but I�m not sure if they�re any good.� It wasn�t a great lie, but I figured it would at least save me the humiliation of admitting my newfound feelings for Kate. �Really�I would just love to see these songs.� He challenged me. Taylor knew from past experience that I never took the time to write songs. �Sure.� I said shuffling through papers in my nightstand drawer. I pulled out a few sheets and hand them across the room. I watched Taylor�s eyes scan each line by the light of his bedside lamp before handing them back to me. �Wow Zac. Those are really good.� He stated sincerely. �Thanks.� I said putting the papers away, the room returning to darkness. I turned over in bed, relieved that my indictment was over. �So, how long have you been in love with Kate?� He asked smuggly. �It�s a recent development.� I said finally confessing. I couldn�t believe I was telling Taylor this kind of thing. I had told Taylor stuff about girls that I liked, but Kate was different. She had always been our friend. �Jensen doesn�t deserve her. One day she�ll figure that out and she�ll want someone like you.� Within a minute, I was asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night to an annoying ringing sound. I threw my hand over the edge of my bed and felt around my nightstand until I was finally able to pinpoint the sound. I fumbled with the small cell phone trying to answer it before it woke everybody in the house up. �Hello?� I groaned into the telephone. After listening several seconds for an answer, I heard nothing. I was about to hang up when I head a repressed whimper on the line. �Hello?� I repeated. �Zac I�m sorry to call so late�� �Kate? What�s wrong?� I sat up in bed, now completely alert. �Can you please come get me?� She sobbed. |