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Austin Carmichael, a curious teenage boy and the son of two famous and filthy rich public figures, has everything and yet nothing. He was his mother's third child trying his best to keep his...
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Oh my God?
Oh my God!
Oh my God...
My heart is not allowing me to think at the moment. Its beating extremely loud and three times as fast.
I tried to prepare for this. I practiced in the mirror nearly a million times before I left the house.
Hi, Trey, it's me...I'm here at your doorstep because I wanted to see you. I missed you...no wait, I didn't really say that, sorry..haha. I meant to say, I missed your game last Saturday. How was it by the way. Do you want to go out? I can ask my drivers to take us. Yesterday we drove by the beach we went to and it looks great during the day too. I think we should go again. Okay, I'm talking too much. Sorry.
This is how I imagined our first conversation going. Those are the things I practiced in front of the mirror to keep a conversation going when I come face to face with Trey and they all escaped my mind leaving me empty as soon as Trey walked up the stairs.
When our eyes met, I froze entirely and I was caught in a frenzy so you can only imagine the fireworks that erupted in my mind when he closed the distance between us with a hug.
It felt like a dream....a wild one. One that I never want to get up from. It all happened so fast. In a swift, I was engulfed in the warmest hug that send electrifying chills down my toes causing my hairs to stand and a comforting feeling to rush to my open heart.
But it ended as fast as it happened and in a matter of seconds I felt Trey's hand in mine with me being pulled inside the house right after. I gasp at the tingly feeling when he lets go in the middle of the room and I closely watch his moves as I try to calm my racing heart down.
He swiftly tosses his backpack to the nearby couch and rushes towards the window that was open. He quickly closes it together with the blinds and rushes to the other two to do the same thing as I just stand there.
When he's done, he stands there with his back towards me for a couple of seconds as if he's catching his breath before turning around.
"Shit....you're here" he lets out rubbing his hand on his chest repeatedly as he makes his way back to me reminding me of that hug all over again. I think I put my hand around him during it, I don't remember how I build up the courage to do so.
"I...was.." he points to the closed windows with his hand still on the right side of his chest as if he's trying to get his heart to calm down just like I'm doing. I can't even keep eye contact without the fear that I might blurt out how much I fancy him.
Especially right now. He looks really good in black.
"Can't have people taking your picture right now. I saw a couple of cars outside" he finally says pulling me out of my thoughts and our eyes meet for the second time today, "how..."
