Maybe if I text him back and answer his questions he will go away.
I feel annoyed, the sleep is gone out of my eyes and replaced with irritation. It has been a while since someone has got me this upset and it is beginning to get on my nerves.
Why can’t he leave me alone? Why has he chosen me to torture this year and what will he take him to stop? I wonder when he will get bored and leave me the hell alone.
I check my phone. My hands shake a little with nerves?
Don’t judge me. I still feel unsettled about the whole kiss situation. Call me a chicken for avoiding him all this time but it is what it is. I don’t really do relationships, boys or romance.
‘Are you coming to the playoffs? Yes or no?” He asks me with a smiley face.
‘Hades, I am coming to the game. Now stop hounding my phone a
