After We Collided (After, #2) by Anna Todd Read Online (FREE)
Just as I’m about to turn my knocking into pounding, the door swings open, revealing Tyler, Zed’s roommate, who I’ve spoken to a few times when they had parties here.
“Scott? What’s up, man?” he slurs.
“Where’s Zed?” I push past him, not wasting any time.
He rubs his eyes. “Dude, you know it’s like five in the morning, right?”
“Nope, only four thirty. Where . . .” But then I notice the folded-up blanket on the couch. Neatly folded: a Tessa indicator. It takes a moment for my brain to connect to the fact that the couch is empty.
Where is she if she’s not on the couch?
Bile rises in my throat, and I lose the ability to breathe for the hundredth time tonight. I storm across the apartment, leaving a confused Tyler in my wake.
When I open Zed’s bedroom, it’s dark, near pitch black. I pull my phone from my pocket and switch on its flashlight. Tessa’s blond hair is sprawled out on the pillow under her, and Zed is shirtless.
Oh my fucking God.
When I find the light switch and flip it on, Tessa stirs and rolls over onto her side. My boot hits the edge of a desk with a loud thud. She scrunches her eyes shut and then opens them slightly to find the source of disruption.
I try to think of what to say as I process the scene in front of me. Tess and Zed in bed, together.
“Hardin?” she whines, and a frown takes over as she appears to wake up. She looks over to Zed before she looks up at me, clearly shocked. “What . . . what are you doing here?” she asks frantically.
“No, no. What are you doing here! In bed with him?” I try my best not to shout, my fingernails digging into my palm.
If she fucked him, I’m done, completely and utterly fucking done with her.
“How did you get in here?” she asks, her face full of sadness.
“Tyler let me in. You’re in his bed? How could you be in his bed?”
Zed rolls over onto his back and wipes his eyes, then he pops up and sits ready, eyeing me where I stand in the doorway. “What the hell are you doing in my room?” he demands.
Don’t, Hardin. Stay still. I have to stay fucking still or someone will end up in the hospital. That someone is Zed, but if I’m going to get her away from him, I have to stay as calm as possible.
“I came to get you, Tessa. Let’s go,” I say and reach my hand out, even though I’m across the room.
Her brow furrows. “Excuse me?”
Here comes the infamous Tessa attitude . . .
“You can’t just come to my apartment and tell her to leave.” Zed moves to get out of bed, and I see he’s only in loose gym shorts that sag down to show his boxers.
I don’t think I can stay calm.
“I can, and I just did. Tessa . . .” I wait for her to get off the bed, but she doesn’t move.