POTION OF LOVE

22. 𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬

Lana chuckles as soon as I turn my eyes away from Lucas. I didn't expect her words to be true. "See? He has been looking at you since I took you away" she whispers teasingly.

Mid-conversation, Lana randomly mentioned how everyone is busy talking, playing or drinking but it's only Lucas who hasn't done that and solely focused on me. I thought she was just teasing me, because in the few minutes of knowing Lana - I understood that she is an overjoyed extrovert who doesn't mind oversharing.

Yet, just out of curiosity, I looked in his direction and found him already staring at me despite being surrounded by his friends. That look sent a shiver down my spine and I quickly looked away without a second thought.

The stranger sensation that ran through me as he observed me across the room

When I said he needed to be responsible for me, I didn't expect him to keep an eye on me throughout the party.

My mood swings and past fear got over me today.

I was not in the mood to step out before the party but my cramps were overboard so I decided to grab some painkillers and other stuff. I could have gone to a local pharmacy but I overheard Mia mentioning that he had a therapy session today.

Only I know why he was visiting his therapist, due to the breakdown he had after the match. Curiosity got the better of me and I seriously drove to the hospital just to check if he was alright.

What was I even thinking?

And I even got caught, the level of embarrassment that corrupted me when we met at the reception. I wanted to disappear into the air at that point but luckily he didn't ask much

Looking at him now, he seems better than that day. That session might have helped him and he looks fine among his people.

I didn't want to be a burden here that would make his celebration go to waste. The team did work hard to win the championship and they deserve it.

But the lingering fear haunts me constantly. To get mixed with an unknown crowd and feel helpless or if something happens again? What if I get hurt again and there's no proof of it?

He won't trust me anyways

"Hey Jasmine" Lana gently touches my hand, bringing me out of my thoughts. I quickly smile trying to act fine "Yeah?"

"You seem lost, everything all right?" She asks, her voice showing concern. I nod and look at the drink in my hand "Yeah! Of course!" I chuckle, reminding myself to keep my emotions in check for now

It's all right here

Lana is sweet and doesn't look like the one who tries so hard to get attention

"I was just thinking about this" I gesture to the can of sparkling water, I am never getting used to saying that out loud "It tastes better than I thought!" I exclaim taking another spin of the watermelon-flavoured liquid, letting the sweetness divert my mind