"It's nothing like that Max." Jackson full on snaps at him now, his patience wavering. 
                          
"I'm sure it's not." Luca says. He's been pretty quiet, he's just staring at the side of my head as I keep my composure. 
                          
"Ivy?" Luca says, snapping me out of my thoughts. I turn to meet his Layton like eyes, trying to remain fierce. 
                          
"What Luca?" I spit out. 
                          
"Can I talk to you. In private?" He says looking at Max and Jackson whose faces are ones of puzzlement. 
                          
Immediately my composure transforms into a tense panic.
                          
"I'm not going anywhere with you." I say quickly. Hoping they don't notice the disgust and a little panic in my voice. 
                          
"It's pretty much time we should be heading home anyway." Jackson says, I guess trying to help me out. 
                          
"Can I just have five minutes please?" He says this to Jackson this time. Which is pretty shitty, like why do guys do that?
                          
"No Luca." I reply. 
                          
He looks at me. "Look Jackson can literally be over there- he gestures to the door. I just need to ask you a few questions."
                          
Whatever questions he wants to ask me, I know I can't answer or shouldn't answer anyway. I was so happy literally five minutes ago and now I don't know how to get out of this situation. 
                          
Does he know? Does he know? Does he know?
                          
Oh God. 
                          
I feel dizzy. 
                          
"No Luca, I'm about to go home." 
                          
"Ivy please." He stresses. I know I probably should have had stronger willpower, but can you judge me for being curious about what he is wanting to ask? I wanted to know if he knew if Layton was back. I wanted to know what he knew. 
                          
"Ok." I sigh in defeat and nod to Jackson who just starts gathering our plates to clear for the waiters. I would have never done that before. But it's a kind gesture, I will probably start doing that from now on. 
                          
Jackson leaves with Max and Luca slides into the seat opposite me. He does look exactly like Layton, it's pretty terrifying. 
                          
I lean back, looking at him with wide eyes. 
                          
"Where is he?"
                          
"What?" I whisper. 
                          
"Layton, do you know where he is?" Luca asks and I cringe at the name. I only ever hear it in my head nowadays. 
                          
I scrunch my nose up at him, why would he believe I knew where he was? Believe me, if I knew where he was, so would the police and then everyone would know where he was because hopefully, he'd be at the police station. 
                          
"No. Luca, I don't. Now if that's everything, I need to be off." I try to make my way out of the booth but he stops me. 
                          
"Why did he run away?" 
                          
I pause. "Guilt probably." I answer truthfully. Luca doesn't know why Layton should be guilty though, he thinks it's just because he cheated with his best friends' girlfriend. The fact is, he did something much worse. 
                          
"He wouldn't run away from Jayden." 
                          
I shrug. I honestly don't give a fuck. I just need to get away from Luca. This is a lot. Why am I even still here? I wish they all knew that he wasn't running away from Jay he was running away from the police. 
                          
I go to get up again, he doesn't stop me. But his words have me frozen. 
                          
"Ivy, why were the police at my house? The day after. What the fuck happened?" He's whispering now, looking around to make sure nobody heard.