Falling For The Brit

Chapter 28: In a Dead Faint

Chapter 28:In A Dead Faint

Via's POV

"You, my queen, confuse me."

And since it was practically the only time I'd be able to crack a joke, I replied, "I know..." while taking off his hand on my chin, "that's why I do it."

He chuckled and shook his head with amusement still present in his face, "That's why I like you. You're weird, you're funny but you're not afraid to show it."

"Heck, why would I be afraid to show it? It's who I am, plus, everyone digs these assets of mine.... especially, oh I don't know... some British exchange student who has bluish-grey eyes and brown hair." I kidded while wiggling my eyebrows suggestively.

He even laughed harder this time. The sound of his enjoyment echoed throughout the silent streets.

Music to my ears.

"Since when did you become cocky?" He said after lightly touching my nose. That simple action sent a significant blushing reaction throughout my entire face.

Don't worry guys, I can definitely assure you that pink is the new flesh.

"Since I found out I can make a Brit fall head over heels for me." I winked. Our bodies weren't any far from the position earlier. Sure, his tall figure casted a shadow on me, but I wanted it to stay like this. It was nice to have this kind of space between us... it felt right.

If only I had enough guts to go in his face and tell him, 'Hey guess what Cameron. I've always liked you, bloody much! But hey, I can't really tell you that because I'm afraid if it doesn't work out, I'll lose you, and I can't afford to have that happen because you mean so much to me, more than you'll ever even know. '

"I'll say," he paused to tuck a lose strand of my second day curls behind my ear, "you didn't just get cocky because you found out I liked you, you also learned how to do this."

"And what exactly is this?"

"This my dear queen of innocence is called flirting." He told me while his hand still hung from my cheek to the ear he had just tucked my hair in.

If this was what flirting really was, then I'd be glad to do it with him more often. I fancied it.

'Jeez Cameron, you're the only one who made me see things so much differently. Turns out boys aren't evil creatures of nature, well, boys like you at least.' I supposed to myself.

That's when the best possible idea hit me.

Yup, I think it is the right time to do this.

I pushed away all the negative thoughts of what could happen if I spoke up and managed to say what I hoped to be the right words.

"Well then remind me to put that on my to do list with you, Brit, because I think we should do this more often. I think it's a rad idea." I told him. It seemed to take quite a few seconds before he was able to apprehend what I was trying to say but from a confused expression, his eyes all of the sudden lit up with visible sparks of hope and joy.

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" He asked trying to suppress the obvious glee in his voice.

My God Cameron.

I nodded, "Yes Cameron. I thought about it and I'd gladly go out with you."

Upon finally letting out what my heart has been trying to keep in for a more than a month now, Cameron literally swoop me off the ground and threw me in the air.