I didn’t mean to get this close.
I shouldn’t be this close.
But she’s standing there, flushed and breathless, her hoodie slipping off one shoulder, glitter still clinging to her skin like stardust, and her eyes locked on mine like we’re both standing on the edge of something dangerous and we’re just about to jump.
I can't look away.
I haven't been able to look way since day two....who am I kidding, ever since she walked in late and my eyes landed on her I haven't been able to look away....I just can't help myself she is like a drug and I am done watching from the hallways.
I want a taste. And by the way she is looking at me.I know she is thinking the same thing.
Her hand is resting on the counter behind her like she needs something to anchor her.
And God help me, I want to be the th
