I waited a while before leaving my room too, I didn’t want to do what I always did and seem like I was chasing him, something about his reaction seemed more different than usual, and I knew he needed space.
I decided to do what I do best, act like everything was fine, and I didn’t have a care in the world.
I jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs, regardless of how I dressed or tried to act, Mason never saw me any more mature, so why bother?
I was so busy running and thinking all at the same time so that when I entered the kitchen I skidded and slammed into Masons back hard enough to throw him off balance.
He tripped and fell forward but managed to slam his hands on the kitchen table to steady himself, I luckily had his back to cling to, so I didn’t fall. “Hazel, what the f**k ar
