Yssa's POV
Secret friends?
Can this plan actually work?
Honestly, I don't like the idea of hiding... but the thought of not being able to talk to him makes me uncomfortable. That's why I agreed.
This boy sitting beside me already occupied a space in my heart and I'm not able to kick him out cause he's stuck in it.
Shit. WhatthefudgeamIthinking?
"Yssa, it's Saturday tommorow." Shaun stated, eyes still glued to the television in front of us.
"OMG! Thanks for informing me Shaun. I really have no idea." I replied, sarcasm lacing my words.
He rolled his eyes at me.
"What?" Why is he frowning at me? What did I do now?
"Nothing. I was just planning to hang-out with you tommorow." he stared at me from the other end of the couch that we're sitting on.
What?
Like a DATE?
I don't know what to say.
"You know...uhm. Just like hanging out with friends. Wait! We're still friends, right?" he continued. Gosh! He looks adorable when he's awkward like that.
"Uh...sure." I said in a low tone while smiling to myself.
I can feel him moving close to me. "Really?" he asked with eyes full of excitement.
OH.EM.G!
He's too close again. Ugh. Why do I feel so conscious whenever he's near me...like inches apart? Weird.
His stare was burning a hole in me. Sheez.
I nodded. I can't form any smart words to say right now because our shoulders are almost touching.
And that's all I can think of.
"Good." he whispered before giving me a smile and turning his attention back to the television.
I, at the same time tried to divert my attention to what we're watching. Yes, I tried and failed. Because only thoughts of him flooded my mind.
Breathe in. Breathe out.
Relax Yssa, relax.
Yeah! I will survive this awkwardness. \O/
I smiled to myself.
"Hey, what was that for?" I frowned at him.
He hit me in the face with a pillow. Arrggh!
"You look weird." he smirked. "Why are you smiling?"
I rolled my eyes at him before throwing back the pillow straight to his face.
"Ouch!" he whined.
As if that hurt. ~.~
He yawned and lie down on my lap.
Whatthe?
"H-Hey!" I stammer.
He put a finger in his lips, hushing me. "Quiet weirdo, I can't understand the movie."
"Weirdo? Get off me!" I pushed him but darn, I can't even move him.
"But my body hurts from sitting." he whined, looking at me with those puppy dog eyes.
"Really?" sarcasm lacing my tone.
He nodded and stare back at the television.
I sighed. This boy is really the end of me.
After a few minutes, I looked at his face and he was fast asleep.
Ugh. I really want to push him down so that he can say 'hi' to the floor but...
he looked cute. Like an angel sleeping.
I could stay up all night just staring at him. Wait, that sounds creepy.
I can feel my heart beating faster as I stare at him.
It took me long to admit it.
I like him more than just a friend.
I like Shaun.
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Her Royal Shyness
Short StoryWhen the 'royal life' turns out to be her 'royal pain'...what's a princess to do?