I shook as I stood outside the class, I had to say something.
The bell rings, he walks out after a minute. I make my approach.
"We need to talk; I need to talk to you." I began to walk beside him, the memories of walking together began to flow, i shrugged it off when I realized he was trying to ignore me.
"**** This is serious! We're going to talk."
"Not. Now" He gritted his teeth as his face began to show a slight red color.
I furrowed my eyebrows and shook my head.
"Yes, now! I'm being serious." I snapped.
"Not... Now..!" He grumbled, I shook my head once more, "After school then!" He scoffed at my insistence. "We will talk later."
I took off, satisfied with knowing he wouldn't be able to get out of this conversation, as it was absolutely ridiculous with the way he had been towards me this past week. But I noticed how I was violently shaking. I've never felt so anxious, not for him.
I wasn't going to get walked on again
