Standing there in the rain, while you already had a cold, was not something you wanted to spend your Saturday afternoon doing. But your best friend had been ignoring you for two weeks, and it was seemingly making you more sick. So here you were, freezing and arguing with Jake. Lovely. He wouldn't even look you in the eye, either. Good, you'd probably forgive him easier if he did.

"It's not you, Y/N-"

""Don't use that shit on me, Jacob Black, you know I hate cliches. You know what else I hate? Assholes who don't answer the phone and avoid their childhood best friend for two weeks."