Steal My Girl

CHAPTER 3.5 - ONE THING

"I've tried playing it cool, but when I'm looking at you, I can't ever be brave 'cause you make my heart race."

CHAPTER 3.5 - ONE THING

"Do you have any idea how foolish you look right now?" I asked him.

"Yes, I think I do. But at least I look foolishly happy!" He answered with a silly grin on his face. I couldn't help but chuckle. His foolishness was contagious and soon we were both laughing out loud.

"You'll miss this." He said as if he was so sure of it.

"You'll miss me." I corrected him.

"That's true," he admitted without missing a beat. His face turned serious. "That's why, wherever you go, I go." I stared at him, surprised by his declaration. He put a hand on my cheek, and I felt a warmth radiating from him.

I wish I could freeze this moment and stay like this forever.

* * * * * *

I haven't been sleeping properly for the past few days and must have dozed off without realizing it. I quickly gathered my notebooks and hurried out. The library was my favorite place, my safe haven, and I couldn't believe I had fallen asleep there! I only blame one person for this!

It's so annoying that no matter what, thoughts of him and our past kept on haunting me. I thought I had passed that stage, but I was wrong.

That concert triggered my memory again.

It's been a week since I came here, and also the first time I saw him again in a year. Well, the only thing I have to be thankful for is that our paths haven't crossed yet.

But then, I'm still not sure how I would react if we ran into each other. I feel a bit anxious whenever I'm out and about, worrying I might run into him. I've been very careful about my surroundings though. Well, paranoid would have been a more appropriate word to describe how I was.

Despite my caution, I knew that it was only a matter of time until we ran into each other. My only hope was that when that day came, I would be ready for it.

I should be ready by now! I told myself sternly.

Good thing I didn't share a class with any of them. Well, except for Jimmi. We have Literature class together, but it's not as if we know each other anyway so it wasn't much of an issue.

Wait, why was I acting like this? It's been a year and they probably don't remember me, right?

Oh Emma. You're doing it again. You kept thinking and thinking and thinking. You're too fixated on him! If you keep doing that, you will never find a boyfriend.

I shook my head and took a deep breath. I needed to push away my anxious thoughts and just enjoy the moment.

"Woah!" My train of thought was interrupted by a hard collision, causing me to stumble backwards. As if luck were on my side, an arm encircled my waist and kept me from falling. I looked up to apologize and was met with a pair of green eyes. I searched for words to thank him, but the words caught in my throat when I saw who it was.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice full of concern.

He was too close, too close! I had never been this close to a guy before, except for one, but still! I pushed myself away from him, my heart racing. I nodded and straightened up my jumper. "Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry I wasn't looking."

He smiled and stepped back as well, giving me some space.

"I see that. Looks like you were deep in your thoughts a while ago." He smiled.