"I just don't like people looking at what's mine." Kezr said through clenched teeth.
I gasped and covered my mouth, finally coming back to my senses.
Mine?
Why does he look so calm through all this?
Doesn't he hate me?
Why is my stomach doing summersaults?
Why do I want to do summersaults of pure joy?
Being his, how would it feel?
"M-mine? we-" I asked him, unable to form words as I could hear my heart in my ear drums.
Lubb dubb, lubb dubb, lubb dubb,
At 00000000× beats per minute.
Before I could complete, he slammed me into the wall and his eyes bore into mine.
"Why? Why are you making me feel this way?" Kezr asked me with vulnerability dripping from his voice.
I gained my composure and decided to form words that were all truthful, "I don't know, you tell me, why are you making me feel this way?"
His eyes widened, I just looked at him with an expression that I can't comprehend, maybe relief, that I finally confessed but indirectly.
His hands on my waist loosened and he backed away a little.
"What?" I asked him breathlessly.
He just kept looking at me.
As we were standing behind his door, he turned around and went back inside his bedroom, not before looking at me with shock and he went back in.
I couldn't help the smile that made it's way on my face thinking about what just happened.
I just went inside my room and cried. I don't know happily-that, we were getting somewhere and that, it wasn't just in my head- or sadly-that he left without anything saying and that says a lot.
Huff
I want him to like me.... I want to fall in love with him, but I can't help that I am in too deep.
It was 6pm right now and I was on the couch reading an interesting story.
"Baby, I-I like you, a lot."
He looked at me shocked, "You can't like me, you can't like a monster."
"No, you idiot, she likes you, you're not a monster!" I screamed throwing my laptop on the couch and huffing at how he feels like that.
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