another world c.h

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Alena's POV
He's really funny. And sweet. And smart. And just amazing. He doesn't pressure me to talk like everyone else does. I really appreciate his presence. Just him. His aura. He gives off this energy that makes you wanna smile.

"Why hello, Princess" he smiles and hands me my hot chocolate.

I quirk an eyebrow at him. Princess is new. He always just calls me cutie.

"You like it? I thought of it last night" He thought of me. I feel the heat crawling back up to my cheeks again.

I bite my lip and nod at him. He laughs a little and sits down.

"So, can you at least write out your name for me?" He asks me.

I look at him hesitantly.

"If you don't want to you don't have to" he quickly adds. I smile and pull out a piece of paper and pencil. I neatly write out my name, then hand him the paper. He reads it and grins at me.

"Alena" he whispers. I shiver a little. My name just rolls right off his tongue. I just realized how much I love his voice. I beam at him.

"I like it...a lot" he smiles at me.

I nod and then look back at my book.

"Alena" he says. I look up at him curiously.

"Sorry, I just wanted to say it again" he mumbles nervously. I blush and smirk at him.

Help me, I'm feeling things.