Jamila

Chapter 19

When I fully recover from the cold, that's when the rain stopped.The nurse comes in to check up on me, she 

says I'm good to go.But I doubt her, would I ever be good to go?.I left the clinic absent-minded because 

hundreds of questions flooded my head.In the midst of my thoughts,I bumped into someone.I hope it's not 

who I think it is.I look up and the sunlight makes it hard for me to recognize the face I'm staring.Damn,I 

should have brought glasses.Jon's face looks back at me.I realize I'm still leaning on his chest.Gosh,that's

 soft.I feel butterflies in my stomach as we hold the gaze.His hands are in his pockets and he has this calm 

expression on his face.I wish I looked so carefree.I look at the ground,speechless.I don't know what to 

say.Thank you?.I think he can read my mind because he wraps his warm hands around me and I'm out of 

breath.My face is buried in his chest now.Oh,that's good cologne.Without thinking,I wrap my hands around 

him. Jamila,what are you doing?Abort!Abort!.My body no longer syncs with my brain anymore.I am 

actually hugging a boy."You're welcome",he murmurs.I just make a nervous squeaky noise and the 

butterflies stop fluttering.I feel like I'm being watched,like a cold sharp glare.Diana.Jon lets go and we just

 stare,I blush.What is happening to me?."So,see you later?",he says.I make the squeaky noise again.I 

thought I was introvert,I thought introvert don't fall for cute boys.He waves at me and leaves. I've never felt 

this awkward.I turn around and come face-to-face with the glare.Diana is a she-devil,I just know it.