If I could've said I love you

Part 3

Third Pov

He knew nothing about her but he was intrigued. He was usually good at reading people it was like a gift but with her, well he couldn't figure her out. He thought she was water and turns out she's fire. He thought she'd be a calming river when she's a volcano. He was so sure and unsure at the same time.

One thing he knew though was he was growing an obsession with her. Everything she did fascinated him. From the way she spoke, smiled, laughed, talked with her hands, she exudes energy. Lively energy at that.

He had been watching her for a couple weeks. Before you start thinking he's a creep he was simply admiring. Staring a bit too long but when she noticed his cheeks turned red and he dug his head into his biology book.

And she's caught him multiple times. Some he noticed some he didn't. She knew when she was being watched. This was fun to her. She loved the cat and mouse game. Who was who didn't matter to either of them.

One day in the library though she had enough.

She slammed her copy of bad feminist and marched over to the boy.

"Do you like me or something?" She was fed up, if he's was going to say something he might as well say it.

He was startled never has a he met a woman so forward. So prominent, so sexy.

"Whatever do you mean" no way in hell was he going to embarrass himself in front of her.

" you've been staring at me for weeks if you don't like me then is there something wrong with me? My outfit not coordinated? My hair too flat? Oh my god! Is my hair too flat?! Oh my god oh my god" She started fixing her already perfect hair.

James laughed in amusement how can such a perfect creature be so self conscious.

"You're perfect nothing could ever be wrong with you." She stopped fidelity with her hair stunned by the words that rolled out of his mouth.

Instant regret hit him. Oh god she was going to reject me. Millions of thoughts rushing to his mind the silence which in reality was two seconds at most held still.

" Wow Romeo. Didn't know you were so sweet" she gushed. She loved compliments especially from cute boys.

"Yes well your hair was a bit flat from the back but you fixed it." He blurted. Again instant and almost fatal regret hit him. She couldn't know he liked her but why in the hell did he have to say that.

Rule #1 : learn when to stay silent.

She huffed clearly annoyed and ticked the fuck off by his insult. She didn't need this.

"Fuck you." She left angrily in a hurry. Embarrassed she even went over there in the first place.

He stayed there silent, shocked on how quickly he fucked up his relationship oh god who am I kidding there's no relationship or any hopes of one now.

One things for sure he was a complete idiot.

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*5 weeks later*

Five dreadful weeks he had not seen her. She was avoiding him like the plague. Like if he was some kind of worm that carried an infectious disease.

And when he did happen to steal a glance all that was in her eyes was disgust. How dare he say those words to her. She's perfect. Why couldn't he say that.

But also how completely and utterly dramatic she was. It's not like he shot her puppy. But from the information he gathered on her insulting her looks or appear eve was the equivalent.

He rushed to his second class of the day which was business economics picking up his things from seminar.

She spoke in class today only once and that was to attack the male protagonist again. He had to refrain himself from interfering still fearing her judgy eyes on him.

He noticed his friend Garret rush over to her chair. What in the hell does freaking Garret Stilton want with HER.

Jealousy filled James' body. He felt his blood boil. He had to know what they were talking about.

"Hey Isabel I was wondering if you'd like to go study later as a date and talk about the book we're reading for seminar Wuthering Heights. I'd love to hear your opinion I absolutely adore your take on Pride and prejudice. I think you're right too Mr. Darcy could've ended his suffering early by simply talking directly to Miss.Bennett. " He stated.

Ass kisser of the year award goes to: Garrett Stilton. The asshole.

She giggled. He made her laugh. Why in the hell couldn't I make her laugh. Wait hold on a moment did he say DATE.

Before I could even process this phenomenon Alissa cut me off. "I'd love to Garrett." What the hell.

That was the day James Mendez died.

I'm just kidding he didn't die but he really really wanted someone else dead. If looks could kill ladies and gentlemen.