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"You never stop, do you?" She asked him as he continued to play with her hair.
"Never, love." He winked at her and showed that lovely smirk, which always had her insides melting.
Only if he knew, he affected he...
Veronica was lying on her bed staring at her ceiling, contemplating if she should go to that one idiotic person in her life that was the cause of the rollercoaster of emotions she was facing right now.
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I had switched the a/c on, and now it was freezing cold, but I wasn't going to move and get the remote that was looking at me from the edge of the bed. Come on, it was too far; rather than stretching my arm out, I could cuddle up more.
And that's what I did; I cuddled up, even more, wrapping myself in the blanket and staring at the ceiling. It's not that I am doing nothing; well, I am. I am overthinking. And it's exhausting as hell. Sebastian Knight, stop invading my thoughts, for God's sake! I'm exhausted. I wish he'd like me back. But then again, as Laylah said, he hasn't denied anything, nor has he accepted stuff either. UGH! CONFUSING LITTL- Big Person.
Is he even a virgin? Why in the world would he have condoms in his drawer? He can have them just for safety if something happens. Well, he can. But that does mean he expects something to happen, right? But that doesn't mean he has done something. I don't even know anymore. Why do I care? Oh, God.
I groaned and turned on my stomach, looking through my phone. I was lying on my bed, facing the door, wrapped in a burrito-style blanket. Precisely, I was looking through I and Seb's pictures. I had a separate album dedicated to them.
What? The number of random pictures we clicked was tremendous. I needed that album.
As I was looking through my phone, suddenly, the door opened and in front of me was the guy I was currently trying to ignore andsecretlyinlovewith. But god damnit! He invaded my thoughts and now my BEDROOM!
"Ever heard of knocking, Sir?" I asked, rolling my eyes at him.
He closed the door behind him and stood there, folding his arms over his chest, making his biceps pop out. Focus, Veronica. Focus. But God damnit, he looks so... delicious. FOCUS.
He eyed me keenly and moved forward, not speaking a word, then took the remote and switched the a/c off. God, why does he know me so well?
I raised my eyebrows at him, and then he spoke up, "You've been avoiding me,"
I feigned confusion and said, "I haven't."
He obviously didn't buy any of that and asked, "Why?"
"What, why?"
"Why have you been avoiding me, Veronica?" His tone was laced with calmness, but he was on the brink. He was kinda angry, pissed maybe, still composed. That freaking tone and voice had got all butterflies to sputter out in my stomach. The way he said my name, god. Focus, Ver.
"Why do you think so?" I asked him, now getting up and wrapping the blanket around me. I set the blanket so that only my face was visible; everything else was covered up because it was COLD as shit. That's what happens when you keep the a/c on continuously for about 3-4 hours. Yeah, I can be sluggish.
