Melody's POV:

His hand holds mine. The others will be back soon but I don't take my hand away. We don't say anything. My heart is rushing in my chest as I struggle to pay attention to the book in front of me. When our friends approach us he still doesn't let go and when I go to, he just pulls my hand under the table still in his.

"Oh my god!" Abby is being far too loud for the library as she takes a seat opposite us. "You won't believe what we just saw."

"What?" Zach ...