CrazyBeautifulitsTru

Ronnie The days passed. Jacky and I barely spoke to each other – in fact, I got the feeling he was avoiding me. We were all excited, of course – hell, our debut album was less than a month away – but I sensed him kind of… distant. Of course, I couldn't know for sure, as we'd had virtually zero contact since the day of the party. I found myself thinking about him more and more often. In fact, he took center place in my mind. Every so often, too, I caught myself sneaking glances at him, and forced myself to tear my eyes away from him. I was quite angry at myself, to tell the truth. Basically, for falling for one of my bes