Ugh!
When I woke up this morning, the last thing on my mind was to do this. I'm not okay with the way boys look at me.
I'm standing like a statue in front of a grinning Sam. My feet are betraying me by not moving from their place, and I feel the blush creep up on my face. God, I'm such a moron. I'm tensing from top to bottom, my mind almost blank.
I can't even say something right now, because he wouldn't be able to hear me. But I still mouth 'sorry', looking straight into his eyes, scared to look down.
My body trembles, as he begins to close the distance between us
When he's a few inches away, he nods towards his bed. I raise my brows, confusion seeping through me. Pulling back, he gives me a cute smile, and then takes a paper, and begins to write something on it.
Let's chat.
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