**KIERAN MORRISON**
I tried to meet his gaze, but he averted his head and took a step to stand beside William.
Fuck.
I wasn't liking this.
The last thing I wanted was for us to have a fight. Why wasn't he even saying a word to me?
"I don't care what you think about me?" William was saying to Vince "We broke up anyway. It was fun while it lasted,"
Vince took another step. "William—"
"Don't." William backed up. "You'll look desperate chasing after someone who's just a nuisance."
I looked at Oliver. He was staring at me with this expression that made my stomach hurt. Was this about the cigarette or he was just trying to be supportive towards his friend?
I was still unsure of how to react when William grabbed Ollie's arm and they both head back inside the bar while Vince and I watched them like two sore losers.
Back inside the bar, Ollie joined Heath who was learning the act of mixing drinks from Sol.
