~AMIERA~
Adam doesn't answer me; he stands there looking lost at my face. What was he even looking at? At first, I thought that I just imagined his presence; I felt that because I wanted him to clear his name so much that my body was choosing to believe that he was in my room. But now I'm sure that this isn't a dream, he's here, Adam is in my room. I know that I should be freaking out about this. My parents or siblings could walk in here any moment and catch him in here with me. Things would take a turn for the worst if that ever happens. Yet, despite knowing all of this, I don't want him to leave; I want him to stay and tell me exactly what happened. I want to hear the truth.
"What are you doing here?" I repeat myself. "Shouldn't you be with Lizzie? The ex-girlfriend you were kissing?"
