MAYA
"Shall we?" He asked but I stared at his hand wondering if I should take it. This was the first time we would be holding hands and I wouldn't deny I was nervous. Several thoughts scaling my mind. I looked him up properly this time. He was donning a brown bomber jacket on a blue top and a pair of jeans with brown Chelsea boots. He seemed to have made extra effort with his hair and in all, he was ever charming as always.
"Sure." I responded after taking a brief look around the room. He dropped his hand before accompanying me outside. My heart was thumping loudly that I feared he might notice my uneasiness. I was certain he heard everything that transpired between Jason and I. A part of me couldn't help but wonder what he was really thinking. I stole a glance at him from the corner of
