NOTE- The song is not an inspiration. (I don't even understand it)
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We both sigh, we can't even look around for help cause it will be brought so many questions.
"What now?" I ask, he sigh before looking into my eyes as if he is trying to read it.
"Let's play a game," he suggests.
A game!? I am almost freeze and instead of giving me his coat he wants to play- such a romantic gentleman!
It sounds more interesting than sitting quietly, So I agreed.
"I will ask you a question and if you answer it you will get a chance to question me," he says. I ask if I could change the rules a little, he agrees.
"You will have to do a 'dare' if you can't answer it," I say smirking. I had nothing to hide so it will be fun!
"Why are you so confident?" he asks. "Cause I have nothing to hide," I reply.
"We will see about it," he says. Then walks over to a bench which is across the street, I ran after him to sit first.
"I will ask first," I say while catching my breath.
after an hour of playing, I start feeling cold. "Do you want my coat?" he asks, what an unromantic person! He should have given it to me and asked me to keep it.
I shook my head as 'no' then tie my hair cause the wind will get faster and it might be harmful to my hair.
My collarbone and neck are exposed for the air to touch them.
"Look at the sky," I say to him who was silent since we stopped playing.
The sky looks beautiful, with the stars and full moon. It feels magical in this situation.
I never thought that I will see a full moon again with someone, the last time I saw it was with a friend, I don't even remember their face.
I ask, "It's beautiful, isn't it?"
What I get in return is silence, I look in his direction, he's breathing has gotten heavier. "Are you okay?" I ask.
He doesn't reply, I start panicking then held his face in my direction, "Are you sick?" I ask. Tears start building into my eyes, I am feeling so numb.
"Do you have asthma?" I ask. How could I not notice he had been struggling to breathe!
I ran towards the car and check if he has asthma spray but I couldn't find any spray.
He stands up and starts walking in the opposite direction. I ran after him and held his face again to have a proper look.
Before he jerked my hands, for a moment I saw his ice-blue eyes turning red.
I think I saw it wrong.
I keep asking him what was wrong with him. I am pretty sure he has been smelling my perfume cause the wind was flying faster.
