"What if I don't stop?", I say bravely,
not understanding where the courage comes from. But at this point, I also don't care.
The tension is so immense and the way he looks at me doesn't reduce it at all. He looks at me with those piercing glaring e...
"Stop provoking me. I'm not sure if I can control myself any further."
His words are repeating in my head, over and over again, but I still can't understand what they mean. My body, in the contrary, reacts faster than my mind does and the only thing I can hear is my blood rushing in my head, my heart beating at an almost heart attack rate and my pupils growing until there's no sight of my green eye colour.
We're dangerously close and I feel his warm and unsteady breath on my face. At this point, I also feel the confidence, which grew in my body a few minutes ago, fading and completely leaving my body. Instead, adrenaline took control over every inch and corner of me. His grip is so firm that I can't move or maybe I'm just too scared to move, but either way, I'm completely helpless and at disadvantage right now. He is looking at me in a hungrily and exticed way that I can't interpret and also don't want to interpret, but again, I can't break off the eye contact.
He doesn't allow it.
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Suddenly, he gets impatient and starts moving, getting even closer and I'm afraid what comes next, so my eyes automatically shut and I just pray that someone walks by (except for my parents) to rescue me from this damn uncomfortable position.
Deep down, inside of me, I'm sensing a light feeling of exitment which I forcfully try to suppress. His touch, his words, his warmth, everything is so new to me I don't know how to react to these emotions and how to cagetorize them.
He's getting closer and closer and I'm about to explode from angst and exitment and I don't know what he's up to and I don't know how to react and I don't know how to feel and-
Suddenly my phone starts ringing and both of us freeze in an instant. I immediately open my eyes and meet Jungkook's surprised one's and from his look I can see that he is caught offguard. He didn't see this coming.
Neither of us did.
I take this as a chance and push him back, grabing my phone in a flash and picking up the incoming call.
"H-hello?" ,I say and immediately regret as soon as I hear my uncontrolled and shaking voice.
-"Olivia? Are you okay?",the worried voice on the other end of the line belongs to Lisa, my hero and saviour for the day. I heave a sigh of relief and glimpse at Jungkook, who's watching me from the side, his hands in his jeans pockets and his eyes back to normal.
-"yeah, everythings fine."
-"Are you sure? You don't sound fine. If I'm interrupting anything, I can call you some oth-"
-"No no no. Just keep talking. Why did you call me anyways?" I say rashly and take this as an opportunity to slowly move to the direction of my house. As I start distancing myself, I look at Jungkook and with my hand movement and mimics, I try gesturing him that I have to take this call right now and that I'm about to leave. I don't wait for his response and turn around, walking towards my house with big and fast steps. . . . -"I can't belive you were at his HOUSE", Lisa yells at me making me flinch and pulling the phone from my ear.
