I look up at him hazily, my cheeks getting hotter and hotter. My eyes fixated on his dark intrigue orbs. Is this what the girl from before felt. The hotness? The constricting and pounding of their heart? Or the hazy thoughts clouding my brain?
He separates himself and starts to laugh. 'What's with that? You've never been that close to someone? What a naïve girl.' He continues laughing.
My lips tremble and my eyes welling up tears that are ready to fall off. I feel quite embarassed. I blink far too many times and it made me well up, and the tears started streaming down.
When he looks back at me, he stops laughing. He has this troubled look on his face. 'Hey, hey, stop crying.' He crouches to my level and wipes my tears away.
I try to calm my sobs down and after trying so hard, it finally stopped. 'Geez, that was a joke,' he says. He scratches his head.
I bit my lips, 'sorry...' I say timidly.
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