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*Caspar's P.O.V.*
Looking into Joe's eyes, I see his thoughts spinning around and around in circles. I wonder if he notices how obvious his expressions are?
I continue to laugh and smile along with everyone else, trying my best to not giveaway that I'm actually attempting to be a mind reader at the moment.
Joe's grip on my hands as we're dancing, becomes even stronger. I slowly start to realise that his face is becoming more and more pale with each thought that enters his head.
I swallow a lump in my throat as my stomach begins to feel queasy, by just looking at how terrified Joe looks.
Does he just really hate dancing? Or what?
I lock my eyes onto Joe's, and his eyes widen as he stops moving.
I break into a cold sweat, as I am obviously not a mind reader.
"Joe?" I ask him, my voice being awkwardly loud in the sudden silence.
"U-uh..." Joe's expression remains terrified as his voice shakes.
My usual Caspar-self would give him the worlds tightest hug and hope everything would be okay, but no. Something inside me felt like it literally took complete control over me. A feeling that I haven't felt in years.
I let go of his hands, only to then clench both of his shoulders tight in my hands, leaned in, and kissed him like there was no tomorrow...
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But then I woke up...
~Part 2 of Chapter 4~
*Still Caspar's P.O.V.*
I jolt out of bed, hot beads of sweat covering my body. I'm panting like the loudest thing ever and Joe can most likely hear me.
Shit.
If only I could slap myself without it being completely stupid...
Within a blink of an eye, I jump out of bed and fling myself into my bathroom, shutting and locking it.
I slide my back down the bathroom door and plop onto the floor, wiping the sweat on my forehead off with my arm.
"Shit. Shit. Shit." I curse over and over again at myself. "Why did I have to dre-"
"Caspar!" I get cut off by Joe pounding on my bathroom door.
I quickly freeze, and slowly look up at the lock again, just to make sure.
"What is it?" I try my best to not sound like I'm dying.
"I, well,..uh." I can tell that he's trying to forget what he was about to say. "I just wanted to know if you're okay or not." He says with a slightly high pitched voice.
"Oh, yeah, I'm fine." My breathing becomes long sighs as I'm trying to calm down.
There's a moment of silence, where you can just hear each others nervous breaths.
"Well, can I come in?" He gathers himself up again and says very loudly.
It helps me to also get reasonable and realise that I don't have to be a teenage girl about this. Even though I probably will anyway.
"Fiinnee." I whine, standing up to look it the mirror for a moment, just incase I looked like I had just died. Which it felt like.
I unlock and open the door to see Joe's face, inches away from mine.
"I, uh.." I awkwardly mumble random shit as I'm staring right into his eyes, and slowly look down at his lips.
"Casp', why are you doing this...?" Joe asks, whispering in a confused tone, and breathing onto my lips.
"Um. Doing what?" I stop looking at his lips, the lips that the dream cursed into me feeling like I needed them on mine, this very moment. But I try to push the thought out of my head, and I look up at his eyes again.
He sighs, and looses himself once again.
"I-I," He stutters, looking up into my eyes.
"Joe..." I say in a slight whisper.
"Well, I just don't kn-"
"Joe... Don't speak." ...
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