An Impossible Choice

I'm special?

Picture of attacker on the side

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Emma POV

After Leo took Hannah home it became quiet like awkwardly quiet in the car. I hated the silence but I just didn’t know what to talk about. I wondered what he was thinking. I wish I could read mines! Well I guess that would be creepy. I kept glancing over at Leo and he kept glancing over at me and our eyes kept meeting.

“So…” he starts, “have you thought about becoming my girlfriend?”

“Honestly? You’re a great guy-“ I began before he cut me off.

“But you rather just be friends?” he sights.He looked like a lost puppy, it was heart breaking.

“No it’s not that” I say but I don’t even know where I’m going with this. “I just… why do you like me?”

“Your funny, smart, nice, beautiful, and so much more” he says as he came to a red light and looked over at me really looked in to my eyes and took my hand in to his. “How could I not like you?”

I blush bright red and look away my heart was beating fast no one had ever said anything so sweet. I had never been noticed by guys before Christ and Leo so I always assumed that I was ugly and defected. Like everyone in high school even the weirdos had had at least a date. I on the other hand, tried hard to be noticed at first before giving up and realizing I wasn’t liked. Now here I was asking to be someone’s girlfriend and I hesitate? What is wrong with me?

“Your sweet… can I think about it a little more?” I ask glancing back at him.

“Of course” he says leaning down and kisses my forehead gently.

It felt weird like tingly I wondered if it felt like that from the alcohol or if it was just Leo. Just then we got beeped at and Leo realized he was still at the light he laughed and resumed driving ones more. We were at my house in less then a minute. Leo trying to impress me ran to the other side and opened the door for me to get out. He followed it by hugging and kissing my cheek. Again I felt like my skin tingled from his touch and I wanted more. I had to remind my self that I left the house abruptly and my parents would be pissed so I pried my self away from the hug and headed in.

I hoped I wouldn’t be seeing Christ I was still mad at him. Why didn’t he just tell me before he had a girlfriend? I would never be the type of girl to take a guy that’s already taken. That’s just low. I just thought we had a better friendship than that. I’m not just disappointed him that’s all. Maybe I should talk to him but not tonight I’m still slightly buzzed and I rather have a clear mind if I’m going to talk to him.

I take the elevator, dart out quickly, opening my door and slamming it all in quick drunk moves attempting not to see that jerk. Now that I’m inside I kick my shoes off, drop my purse and proceed to walk towards my room noticing that the apartment is strangely quiet. Then again its like 2 am maybe my parents will wait till the morning when I have a hang over to punish me.

“Your finally home” I hear an all too familiar voice say from my living room just as I’m about to pass it.

“What do you want? And what are you doing here?” I ask angrily turning towards the dark living room almost spotting his silhouette.

“I wanted to check up on ya” he says smoothly turning on a lamp. He is sitting in my dad’s big lazy boy leader recliner. I notice that he isn’t looking at me… I guess avoiding my ugly face. You know what? Better I didn’t want him to see it anyways.

“Yeah? Why would you care? And how the hell did you get in here?” I ask annoyed ready to scream for my parents help. But that’s not what I want to ask. I want to ask him what happened at his apartment but I’m still too wounded to bear the answer he gives me.