ZOELLA'S POV
"Oliver?"
"Yeah?"
"Walk a bit forward. People are looking at us."
"You think I care?"
"Please do. I hate too much attention."
"And you think I like them?"
"Well you seen to do since you aren't bothered about them."
"Just shut up and walk."
I gasp. "Don't say that! That's mean!" I said.
He grabs hold of my wrist and pulls me forward to his side. "If you move back again, I'll have to carry you infront of everyone."
"What? You seriously don't care about what situation I'm in right now. Do you?"
"All I care about is you by my side." He said. I felt fluttered and my stomach dancing in joy.
Lord help me.
"We're here." He said as we stand infront of my locker. "You see? You didn't die." He said blankly with no single emotion. How does he do that?
I shook my head and
