Caleb is leaning on an unfamiliar car, at 1:30 PM in the university parking lot. If not for his usual awful disguise, I wouldn’t have recognized him. With his head down on his phone, he didn’t notice me right away. I stop at a distance, watching him sway a heel loosely like he’s uneasy. Did he really say the word?
I’m aware he likes me, he was clear of that. Henry mentioned he was “obsessed” with a girl a few years ago, who I presume was me as well. Though, “obsessed” is a big word. Curious maybe, why I suddenly disappeared. It just made sense that he'd try to find me. And sometimes, if I am being completely honest, at one point, I did consider maybe he does lo—he felt that. Hearing it firsthand was odd, though. Especially when he hung up all of a sudden. Perhaps I was hearing things.
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