" Why are you here, Wesley?”
“I told you,” he said. “I got worried. You’ve been avoiding me for the past week at school, and when I called you today, you didn’t answer. I thought something might have happened with your dad. So I came to make sure you were okay.”
I bit my lower lip, a wave of guilt washing over me. “That’s sweet,” I murmured. “But I’m fine. Dad apologized for the other night, and he’s going to AA meetings now, so…”
“So you weren’t going to tell me?”
“Why would I?”
“Because I care!” Wesley yelled. His words crashed into me, stunning me for a second. “I’ve been worried about you since you left my house a week ago! You didn’t even say why you left, Bianca. What was I supposed to do? Just assume you would be all right?”
“God,” I whispered. “I’m sorry. I didn’t-”
“I’m worrying about you, and you’re fucking that pretentious little-!”
“Hey!” I shouted. “Don’t bring Toby into this. "

― Kody Keplinger , The DUFF: Designated Ugly Fat Friend (Hamilton High, #1)