Lawrence.
I stared blankly at the phone, hoping to get a response from her. I had sent over five messages, yet I had yet to get a single acknowledgment from her.
I hated the fact that she was silently driving me crazy; ever since I left her place last night, I have not stopped thinking about her.
It's crazy how the girl I used to ignore has suddenly turned into a girl I couldn’t look away from.
I sat on the edge of my bed, elbows on my knees, hands tangled in my hair. I have been restless all day.
God.
Only if she would just text me back or, better still, call me back. But I got nothing.
My mind reeled back to the party last night and how beautiful and confident she was. I had never appreciated those curves of hers until last night.
For a moment I could see her again, dancing
