He stares at me with a straight face. A huff escapes his plump lips. "Leave or-" I cut him off smoothly.
"-Or what?" I ask curiously, raising my eyebrows. 100% dedicated to the conversation.
The stranger chuckles bitterly, "Or I'll pour these noodl...
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C H A P T E R 25
Hyunjin and I sat on his bed, doing the usual thing; homework. I was starting to get it. The math I mean. A smile zipped across my face. Especially, when I get the answer right. I had him check every one of the answers though.
"Hyunjin... will you check this?" I asked and he leaned over toward me, looking down at the paper, while biting his lip. I stared at his face and took time to let the smell of his cologne calm my senses. There was a lot I was starting to like about Korea.
"It looks right," he said, looking up at me. I felt my face turn red as I looked away, have been caught staring. "Okay, thanks," I muttered, looking down at the paper, picking up my pencil just to distract myself from being flustered.
He softly grabbed my hand, with his and with the other he pulled the the pencil from my hand. My eyes drew to his and my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Hyunjin what-" he put his finger up to my lips and I instantly went silent. I was shocked by the sudden skin to skin contact.
His eyes were on mine and I wondered what this boy was doing. My brows furrowed further. His hand pulled away from my lips but his other hand stayed stayed interwoven with mines. For some reason my heart was already beating as if I was running a marathon. I felt a lump form in my throat because of him.
He played with my hands quietly. His thumb ran circles on the top my hand and I felt a shiver run down my spine. He sighed, "Does this bother you?" He asked softly, his eyes snapping back toward mine. I don't think anything he did in this moment would bother me.
"No," I said breathlessly. He leaned closer to me, then stopped when he was mere inches away. His eyes were intense and I saw a war going on in the dark pools of his. That was when my eyes flickered to his lips.
"Do you like me?" He deep voice sounded. I closed my eyes, trying to think as my thoughts scattered like flying papers but I couldn't muster the words to say a damn word. I hummed in response. I felt his hand let go of mine, making my eyes open.
But when I opened my eyes, his hand was traveling from my thigh, up to my hip and then he stopped. He was taking in my form like I was some kind of buffet and I watched his every movement as if I looked away for half a second he would disappear.
He suddenly pulled away, coughing awkwardly and I stared at him in shock. His hand flew off me like I had a contagious disease of some kind. I frowned, and I was about to say something but he beat me to it.
"I don't think this is a good idea," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. I felt angry now. I didn't know what this feeling was stirring deep inside the pit of my stomach but I didn't like it.
One second he was so close, his lips, his body, his everything and now he's far from me. The way he touched me sent my body into a frenzy and I felt weird he didn't kiss me or something, I thought he was going to kiss me.
He looked at me after I didn't respond. Why isn't this a good idea? Was I not good enough? This is a great idea. His body language a few moments ago screamed he wanted me. "Mica?" He questioned and my eyes snapped toward his. I felt sick for some reason.
I feel embarrassed I even gave him my attention, that I admitted that I liked him. Why would I do that? I grabbed my papers and my pencil rather quickly and shoved them in my bag.
"Where are you going?" He asked, getting up soon as I did. I froze when he stood infront of me and I stared up at him, "I-I just need to go home."
"Did I scare you? Did I touch you wro-" I cut him off.
"No Hyunjin, I'm fine," I said my tone clipped, quickly passing him and quickly walking toward his door, swinging the door open and walking down his driveway.
"Let me drive you home at least!" He said, practically running to catch up with me.
"I'll take the bus," I said quickly.
"Mica," Hyunjin said grabbing my wrist. I stared at him, "What?" I sighed.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what I did to upset you," he said, his eyes soft. Is he really dumb or? I smiled weakly, "I just, thought about something, I need to go home," I replied.
"After what happened?" He asked.
"Nothing happened," I said. And that was the issue, I felt rejected. He held my hand, asked me if I liked him, got so close I thought I could kiss him and then he moves away and says this isn't a good idea?
He didn't say anything and I turned around, walking away from the boy. I wanted to slap myself for even letting myself fall for this boy. It was true, I liked him and realization slapped me in his room after he simply asked me and I didn't hesitate to say yes.
I was angry that I fell into our parents trap. He probably was just playing with me, and that's why he didn't kiss me. I can't believe I was so stupid to believe for a even a second he liked me back. I shook my head, "This isn't going to happen," I mutter to myself.
I wasn't going to like him, I told myself.
I would make sure I didn't like him and I will stop these feelings.
