He makes himself comfortable in the grass about a foot away from the bench. I’ll never admit it, but I’m glad he’s staying. At least I won’t have to worry about Declan coming back to mess with me tonight.
“Just because you saved me doesn’t mean we're friends,” I say as I tuck my still damp hair inside my extra shirt to keep it from giving me a chill.
“I don’t want to be your friend; you’re mean. Now, go to sleep.” I lay there with my mouth open for a moment before rolling over with a huff. I don’t say anything else, and he is gone when the sun wakes me.