-You read as Uzi-
I then realize N still has my chin in his hand, and I become more red. I sweat slightly as I notice how close we are together. I stare at his face for a bit and notice how calm he looks, almost like he's asleep...but still awake... As I'm lost in thought again, I feel N bring his hand up to my face and brush a strand of hair away from my face. I blush a dark pink as I realize his hand, is on my face, and he's brushing away my hair!!
"Uzi...you're so gorgeous... I hope you can see yourself like I see you..." N holds his hand against my cheek, smiling softly. My face flushes and I become a huge stuttering mess.
"B-bite me! Im n-not pretty or anything...j-just normal!!"
N smiles again and hugs me, it's so...relieving... Why am I obsessed with him... I clench my fists against his back, my hands slightly shaking as I hug him tighter. Refusing to let go of him. He's too precious... Stop it Uzi. Get ahold of yourself. He probably doesn't even like you. He's just being nice to you, like what friends are supposed to do. Yeah, friends. Nothing more.
