"That is not ungrateful." I told her, squeezing her closer "If that is how you feel then that is how you feel. You don't need to feel bad about your feelings."

"What am I going to do?" She questioned, looking off into the distance as she sulked.

"You like Brennan. That is obvious. You just need to find something to talk about. Even if it is the most bizarre thing ever. Talk about anything. The crazier the better." I suggested to her and then added some more advice "In the meantime, write a song about what you are feeling. You said you were struggling to find your muse, and this is it. Every flaw in Taylor Swift's relationship was written down as a song. If you do write a song, then tell Brennan about it and that gives you something to talk about."

She smiled gratefully before nudging me with her elbow “When did you become such a love guru?"

I rolled my eyes before nudging her back.

"For that advice, I am expecting a song dedicated to me when you become famous." I told her seriously "Actually screw that. I want a whole album dedicated to me."

She giggled but then stopped herself like she had just remembered something.

"Are you okay?" I asked her.

"Do you think I should..." She spoke up but could not finish her sentence, so she instead moved her fingers around in a suggestive motion.

I tilted my head to the side and gave her a confused look.

Lana let out a frustrated sigh before she blurted out "Do you think I should have sex with him?"

"Only you can know if you are ready to take your relationship to the next stage. It should be when you are ready and when you one hundred percent want to." I gave her the best advice I could "This is one thing that I can't tell you what to do. It should be solely up to you.

"Please." She pleaded "I want your opinion."

"I’m not some sort of sex-expert." I laughed the words out "I’m not a relationship-expert either."

"You are more experienced than me." Lana mentioned.

"I have fooled around." I murmured, "But I have not went all the way to pound-town."

Her lip quivered before she burst out into a fit of laughter "Pound-town?"

I bit my lip to contain my own laughter before I told her "I think that the fact that you are asking me about whether or not you should sleep with him is an answer in itself."

She nodded before her attention went to something in the distance.

A familiar black truck was pulling up into the parking lot.

My heels twitched and I had the urge to run away.

"Brennan is in the car too." Lana observed as she stared at Stone's truck.