"This isn't you Cade." My voice is small.
I don't know if I'll ever understand why he suddenly changed, but I'm grateful he did. Whatever happened to him is a benefit to what is happening to us right now.
Cade tucks the strands of my hair that fall...
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The closer Cade gets to us, the more I see him and apparently his look clearly. His hair is curly and perfect as always.
His black leather jacket only adds to the whole 'bad boy vibe' he has going on. Small silver hoop earrings decorate his earlobe, with a silver necklace and rings on fingers.
He already looks really good but now with all the accessories, he looks a lot better.
Hotter, sexier---
Wait! What am I thinking?
I realise now that they've gotten to us, which snaps me out of involuntarily studying Cade.
"Hey," Zayn says from besides Cade, pulling my attention to him. He looks great as well. I smile brightly at him with a response, which caused his cheeks to heat up.
He blushes so easily, it's really cute.
"You look nice." I smile at his compliment.
"Thanks." I couldn't help but turn my eyes to the eyes I've been feeling on me for some seconds already. If I'm being honest, it felt longer.
Cade is doing that thing he always does, looking at me with something I can't understand in his eyes, but only this time being more different.
His pretty eyes runs over my body and my mind shuts down everything and everyone around us.
Why does he keep looking at me like this?
I've never failed to notice this stares during lunch, when we go to the diner— which is becoming a normal thing —and when we are in the same space together.
But the difference between those times and now is that he doesn't tear his gaze away from me like he normally does. He keeps them on my body, tracing up to my eyes.
Although, I can't say that I understand what goes on in his head when he looks at me because I don't. Behind those stares, I don't know what he thinks about me. His expressions are always unreadable.
When did I start caring about the way people see me or what they think of me?
Why do I care about the way he looks at me and filled with curiosity as to what goes on in his head behind those stares?
"You came!" Ophelia's voice snaps us out of our trance.
I take my eyes away from Cade and turn around against him. Ophelia who seemed lost in her phone earlier is now radiating joy and excitement as she looks at Cade.
The guys did their guys thing, while I successfully avoid eye contact with Cade. Plus Ophelia has taken her place besides him to keep him company. He laughs as she compliments his edgy look and plays with his earrings.
She has this habit of randomly touching and playing with things she likes on people's bodies.
"My dimple twin." Zayn smiles brightly as Ophelia practically dives him for a hug.
