chapter 13

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Giselle's POV:

After that awkward encounter with Flynn, I just wanted to go to the bathroom to cool off my red cheeks. And to pee of course. I made my way towards his private bathroom before I saw something that made me do a double take and freeze. On his desk there's a sketchbook open to a drawing. The drawing is of me. Not just me, but me in a better light. It's like he took every flaw of mine and made it into something that was a part of something bigger. Something more beautiful. I stepped closer to the drawing, never taking my eyes off of it. I was scared that if I closed my eyes it would disappear. How could this girl be me? Maybe it wasn't. She was far too beautiful to me.

I took another tentative step forward and examined the drawing. It was definitely me. Same eyes, freckles, and even the small beauty mark above my lip. "Flynn... did you draw this?" He scratched his neck, a red blush forming on his face and shyly nodded his head. "It's beautiful. I can't believe you're this talented." I gushed over him not even caring how it might come out sounding to him. "When I find a beautiful muse, it's hard for me not to try and replicate it to the best of my ability." He said this quietly, almost as if he didn't want me to hear it. But I did.

I turned towards him at that moment. His brown eyes were staring at me and at that exact point in time I realized something. He had fallen for me. I knew because that's how my parents used to look at each other before things went bad. I tried to clear my head of these thoughts. I mean he barely knew me and I was so average compared to what he could have. But, I couldn't shake the look in his eyes. I was sure that he had some sort of feelings for me. I think?

Without giving myself time to think, I crossed the room and put my arms around him. He smelled like the forest and earth. Basically like heaven. I was about to pull away when I didn't feel him hugging me back, until I felt his strong arms come around my frame. I sighed into his chest and let my head lay against him. He was so warm and smelled so good, I didn't want to quite let go. I pulled away slightly with my arms still around his torso and looked into his eyes. As we stared at each other I felt a sort of magnetic force field that felt like it was pushing me towards his lips. My eyes flicked downward as he and I both drew closer. Just as our air began to mix and my eyes fell closed, the door burst open making both of us jump apart. I could feel the heat in my neck and face as I stared at whoever interrupted our almost kiss. Cass.

"There you are! What were you two doing?" Cass smirked knowingly as she assessed the situation. "Already macking on my friends lil bro? You never give up do you?" Cass said, a laugh threatening to break through at any second. Finally she doubled over with laughter for a minute or two, then crossed the room and grabbed me by the arm. I looked longingly back at Flynn to see him still blushing and staring at the wall. I hoped the blush would drain out of my face before Cass could begin to interrogate me.

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