EMMA’s POV :
“Emma?”
Mr. Hayes’ voice kept ringing in my ears and I was rendered mute. My brain and body were too tired from the party that I thought I was sleepwalking.
“Mr. Hayes…?” my small voice croaked as I squinted my eyes to get a better look at him.
“What are you doing here?” Mr. Hayes’ tone was serious and demanding.
“I’m… walking home,” I replied casually.
He looked at me up and down, and somehow he looked pissed off… or worried?
“Get in, I’ll give you a ride,” he said in a commanding voice.
I was honestly glad that someone was willing to offer me a ride home. After telling Ryan that I needed some time alone, I went back to the party to look for my friends, but they weren’t anywhere to be found. After failing to reach them on their phones, I g
