Hope
The beach is crowed and the bonfire is already roaring, the smell of smoke and alcohol hits me as soon as we get out of the car. Matt tells everyone to stay close together and my trusted body guard stays by the car. As we walk toward the mass of people, random guys and girls I recognize from school say hi to me and some hand us drink us.
I take a seat by the fire, Jason sits next to me but not too close. I can tell he's upset about what happened with Zayn.
He hands me a drink "Jason you're my best friend and I don't like to see you upset" He looks at me sideways
"I'm not ...it was my fault I shouldn't have said anything...but I did mean it I'll take care of you always." I smile at him, he means it in a friendly way, I think.
My heart aches for Jason, we've known each other
