==> Be the nervous chub
"I...." you stammer nervously your cheeks heating up as you bite your lip and turn your head to the side. You felt your heart rate speed up {Not to mention the beeps on the heart machine were going quite fast}
"John My eyes are over here" You hear Dave coyly whisper you turn and realize you are centimeters away from his face. You lick your lips and bit the bottom lip "so what were you saying as you played with my hair? Why can't you tell me how you feel? " You try to turn away but Dave held your face in place. Sure he can hold you there but he can't make you talk. "John. I'm waiting."
You let out a shaky breath your body trembling "I.. I like you okay? I don't just... Like you. I like like you." He close your eyes tightly and try to pull away. To your surprise you can. Dave had let you go. You slowly look up to see him pull of his shades and rub the bridge of his nose. Great. He's mad. He hates you now. You hug your lip stiff pillow close to your chest tears dribbling down your cheeks "I knew I shouldn't have told you." You mumble covering your face with the pillow But pecked your forehead "What--"
"I like you too John. Maybe we should... you know. Go out. Well. When you're out of the hospital"
