Olly doesn't hesitate to stand up and walk with me away from the group. He's following so closely behind me that he makes me feel creepy and awkward at the same time. What is the problem with the boys from that Fraternity pack behaving weirdly abnormal?
I stop behind the general block, swiftly turning myself around in an attempt to make him startled.
Olly abruptly stops, take a small step back and stands there, his two hands buried behind the back pocket of his trousers. "I could've bumped into you the way you unexpectedly turned around." He spills out his thoughts to me as if he knows that's what I've been hoping to hear.
"That's because you were following behind me too closely." I don't hesitate to spill out my thoughts to him as well. "Don't you know that it's one of the most creepie
