Bound by grace

5|Suspcious

Delilah POV
"Are you really joining the singing contest?" James asked me for the millionth time in today's day.

I have decided to join the singing contest, just for fun. I want to be able to enjoy my college life, not just being stuck reading books and doing my assignments but doing other activities that I enjoy.

"Yes, James!" I rolled my eyes at him, laughing at the hilarious scene that he had created. As I said before, or did I? James is like another younger brother to me; he's so precious to me. I wouldn't let a fly hurt him.

"I got tacos!" Carlos said placing the food in front of us. We were now at a food court close to the college that we were attending.

Thank God Carlos brought tacos because I have been carving them for a week now."! Dee wouldn't stop nagging me about how she's craving tacos for a week." I slapped Lucas shoulder and gave a death stare playfully.

"What? You won't stop yapping to me at 3am in the morning." Carlos and James look at each other with a smirk on their faces, while Lucas notices and looks at them with a look. I can't even explain it.

Weird. Maddy and I started to devour the tacos well after we prayed, of course.

The food isn't good unless it's blessed.

"I can't believe that those girls that were in the cafe did that to you."

"Well yeah, but let's not further get into it." I said I was trying to avoid gossip. James understood and started yapping at Carlos of the brand new car that just came out.

Lucas, on the other hand, was throwing so many glances at me that I felt somehow nervous again. He stared at me with his precious green eyes. The look was of him admiring me.

I could be wrong, but they softened more often as I glanced at him for a while.

Why do I feel nervous? My chest feels like it's burning, and I feel a bit excited.

Just a bit. What is happening?!

Do I like him? Or maybe it's just common to feel nervous about anyone who's staring at you.

Yeah it's that, He only sees me as his sister and we grew up with each other so i doubt that he even sees me romantically

"Lucas?" Maddy tapped him; he moved his eyes from me to her. "Why are you staring at Delilah's direction?" She laughs with a confused expression.

"Nothing." The boys immediately stopped talking to each other when they heard Maddy ask him the question.

"My boy! Come with us to the bathroom!" James out of nowhere exclaimed.

"What?" Lucas glanced at me and then at James; James laughed and looked at me. "We need to go together." James urges him, and Lucas understands, "Yeah!" He stands up awkwardly.

Lucas was never awkward in front of me or our friends, so I might think something is off here.

The boys went off. "Something seems off." Maddy said, and I agreed with her.

Lucas POV
"If you won't confess, then don't make it obvious." Carlos said to me as James devoured a taco in the bathroom.

I don't even want to ask. I tried my best not to stare at her but her sweet personality and her cute expressions had me already

"I know Carlos, but I can't help it." I rolled my eyes as I leaned against the wall with my arms crossed.

"Seriously, pray to God about it, and maybe you can start giving her hints, like asking if she would like to have a dinner with you." James suggested.

I would love to confess to her, but I know that she doesn't see me that way. "She doesn't see me that way."

"Oh boy! You two have no clue of each other. I have seen Delilah staring at you often as well and how nervous she has been lately." James laughs out loud.

I don't believe it. She sees me as her older brother either way. "I agree with that, but don't let this go to waste because of your lack of thinking." Carlos warns me.

I nodded my head and went back to the girls that were giggling at each other and having a mutual conversation with each other.

Oh, how I wish she could see me the way I see her. "Should we go on a trip?" James asked us.

I haven't gone on a trip for a while, actually for years, because the last time I went was when I was in high school.

Lately, I have been busy with my education and family.

"Sure." Dee smiles at James; she smiles like a child, which is so cute. I glanced at her face and realized she was watching me.

Maybe James was right, but maybe it's because of how often I look at her.

I sigh at my thoughts. "Whats wrong, Lucas?" She asked with a frown on her face. I immediately smiled at her so she wouldn't worry about me. "It's my thoughts."
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"You still have our picture." Dee takes up the photo from the night table as she smiles, looking in adoration, tracing her fingers towards it.

Her smile is so sweet and comforting. Only if she knew I still have pictures of us as children in my hidden box and the letters that I send to her whenever she doesn't want to talk to me.

"Mhm." I mumbled while organizing my clothes in my closet.

Dee decided to help me out since she doesn't want to go home so early. "Aww! Look at your dimples. I remembered when the first time I poked them, and you started blushing."

Indeed, I was. I had a little crush on her the first time, but it grew stronger than I could imagine.

Delilah always loved poking the side of my cheek just because of my dimples, and recently she hasn't done it, which is weird.

I shouldn't think like that; we are adults now, so it would be childish even though she acts like a child around me.

"What's this?" She grabs my hidden box, which made me anxious about her opening it. I forgot to mention I have written prayers about her in it.

It's even worse if she opens it and sees it. I don't want her to see me as a creep.

"It's a special box; don't touch Delilah." I said it with a serious tone. She frowns at me and mumbles, 'Okay.'

I hate it when she does that. She looks at me with her precious brown eyes like I have offended her.

"I will let you look inside of it when I'm ready." I tap her back; I didn't want to hug her or do anything else, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable, and I passed the boundaries she has placed.

Yes, Delilah has very high standards when it comes to being friends with males; she's a bit soft on me, but I can't cross her line.

She set up those boundaries at the age of 16, when she matured. She hugs me once in a while, but no more than hugging.

Sometimes she kisses James cheeks in excitement. James is like her younger brother, and she has always said that so does James.

He's a sweet guy; I can trust him with her.

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Sorry for the late update. Been busy with school.

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