Tangled Love

Moments pass and nothing happens.

No screaming and no fighting.

I press my ear against the crack in the door, listening out for their voices. All I can hear is the faint buzz of their conversation. They aren't yelling or raising their voice. What the hell is Tobias telling him?

I sit anxiously, my leg shaking up and down as I wait for Jake to leave Tobias' room.

"This isn't right." I mumble, standing back onto my feet. The door swings open and Jake walks out, his gaze landing on me.

"You were planning a surprise party for me?" Jake asks uneasily and I look at Tobias who's stood behind Jake. Tobias signals for me to nod so I nod automatically, looking back at Jake. An uneasy feeling sits in the pit of my stomach and I swallow the lump in my throat, knowing we're both lying for him.

"That doesn't explain why you ran off." Jake questions me and I glance back at Tobias, unsure on what to say. I've never been very good at lying and this time is no different.

"Yeah, uhm. . . sorry about that. I kind of freaked out." I mumble quietly. Jake narrows his eyes at me and Tobias suspiciously, his gaze flickering between the both of us.

not my birthday so why

and Emily walked in, hearing us." Tobias lies effortlessly and I have to stop myself from gawking at how easy

Tobias shrugs and I smile tightly at Jake

open my mouth to let him know it's

point in carrying on

widen my eyes at him, glaring. He avoides

now, any special requests?" He asks

to place a gentle kiss on my temple. I close my eyes and inhale deeply,

out too, nice thinking Muffin." Jake grins at me and I

some supplies." Tobias mumbles, disappearing behind his bedroom door to get dressed. My throat runs dry and I can't look Jake directly in the eyes.

can I when we both lied to him

to see who

at me, dropping my hand to let me walk back to my room. I close my eyes and inhale deeply, rubbing

*****

coming over. . . And that isn't including the plus ones. I groan at myself in the mirror, tugging at my pyjamas. "I didn't even want this party," I mumble unhappily, a permanent scowl on my

bouncing on her heels as she searches through her closet. Music plays quietly in the background and