Maybe...?

CHAPTER 49

"What was going on?" Luis asks, terribly mad.

I gaze at Lucas.

He does the same.

That's the same I am questioning myself.

"We told you that we don't want ANYTHING between you two." Richard almost yells.

"There's nothing between us." I reassure them.

Lucas looks at me, lifting one of his eyebrows.

"You're both punished." Luis turns around, walking away.

"None of you will go out with friends for this week." Richard goes away too. "And Lucas, get out here right now, c'mon." He adds.

He sighs, messing up his blonde hair.

"It is always a pleasure Miss Fitzpatrick." He farewells like a prince.

I snort.

"Stop it, or I'll have to." Richard grabs Lucas arm, leading him out.

I'm standing still, wondering about everything.

We were going to kiss.

I was going to kiss him.

Am I sick?

I touch the blue walls and the posters, and with my bare fingers I try to reach the little stars of the ceiling.

He's just adorable.

No one has ever done something so beautiful for me.

Does he really like me, or is just that he's a fuckboy?

BRAIN: He is, you don't have to keep thinking about it.

HEART: If he were one, he wouldn't have done this much.

...

"No way... I don't believe you Lea, are you serious?" Julie inquires while she finishes her salad.

"I am serious... I thought it was a dream, but is real." I tell her, still puzzled.

"But he's hypothetically hanging out with Bella."

"I told him so, but he seems to like me... really." I show a little smile.

"You have a date with him today, why aren't you more excited?" she looks it more than me.

"I am excited."

"Are you sure?"

Suddenly I see him walking toward us.

Does this gorgeous boy really like me?

"Hello Lea." He waves at me.

"Hi Aiden." I smile.

"Can we talk in private?" He asks.

"Of course." Julie moves away, but enough to still hear us.

I watch him sitting in front of me.

"What's up?" I tear my food apart.

"About yesterday... I'm sorry If I scared you." He looks at me deeply, feeling it.

"You didn't scare me, but you shocked me a little bit."

"I didn't explain you everything right." He blames himself.

"There's nothing to explain." I cheer up him.

"Yes there is." He continues. "I told you that I really like you, but I didn't explain why."

I blush.

My heart beats more than ever.

"There's no need-" he cuts me.