Is it me or is it getting hot in here? We're still seated around the table Candy, Mika, Zayn… and Chris. Chris, who hasn't said much since arriving.
Zayn and Mika seem like they always talk things out just the two of them. They trust each other and I'm guessing that's how Zayn confirmed that Price is using a different approach on us now. Mika told him.
Chris has been half-present, arms crossed, legs bouncing, doing that thing where he looks everywhere except at the person he's avoiding. And he's avoiding Zayn.
But every now and then, I catch those fleeting glances he throws my way. Like he's trying to tell me something without moving his lips. I've been doing my best to ignore it.
Mika's finishing her analysis, voice sharp and strategic. Candy's nodding along, jotting things down, always ready to blow something up if it comes to that. And then Zayn shifts in his seat.
I know that look.
