I knew I had to tell Harry and Olly we needed to back off the girls’ podcast. Olly had started winding the girls up, trying to make it a competition between the shows to get a rise out of Sierra. He said it was only for fun, but I had a feeling Olly had really liked Sierra and his ego was badly bruised by her lack of interest in taking their relationship further. Sierra didn’t know it was Olly behindPotterrow Blokes, which seemed to piss him off even more that she didn’t recognize his voice.
But the joke had gone far enough.
Lily and her friends didn’t find the interference funny.
And it wasn’t.
It was immature.
I was done with it.
As for Lily …
First, I had to quit the podcast. I’d promised Harry I’d do tomorrow’s show, and I would. But after that, I quit.
And then next time … next time Lily and I met, I’d tell her the truth. Everything. Hopefully, she’d forgive me long enough to want to stay in my life. As a friend.Onlyas a friend.
CHAPTER SIX
LILY
Present Day
Ishould have listened to my sister.
As I walked into the old student accommodation the next Saturday, my sister January texted me.
Please tell me you’re not going to that psych experiment after all.
I’d chuckled and replied:
Arriving now.
My phone beeped immediately.
Well, unarrive! It’s a trap! IT’S A TRAP!!!
Snort-laughing, I texted back.
So dramatic.
A stream of texts followed.
My drama will keep you alive.
This is the opening to a horror movie.
Old disused building.
Attractive but dim student lured there under false pretenses.
What part of this doesn’t scream Wes Craven to you?
I was impressed she knew who Wes Craven was. Still, rolling my eyes, I’d replied.
Dim? You just talked yourself out of the cupcakes I baked last night.
You’re not returning to claim them.
