Wearing White (On Hold)

Prologue

"His car's here! OMG! He's here! Do I look okay? Am I pretty? Is my lipstick still there? Should I apply more make up? OMG! What should I do?"

I turned around to face my friends who in turn were giving me a 'she's crazy' look. Yes, you've guessed it, I have very 'supportive' friends. Note sarcasm.

"What?" I questioned them totally irritated of the look they're giving me.

"Four years, Zee. Four years and he's never made a move on you. I mean, he knows you're obsessed with him, but never did he do a thing about it. Aren't you sick and tired of it all?"

I laughed at his remark. Oh Nick, you really know how to ruin the mood. I just want to suture that mouth of yours.

"Obsessed is a strong word you know." I said, flipping my hair. "And excuse me, I am not obsessed with him, pfft, I just have a major crush on him okay? And don't worry; all good things come to those who wait." I continued, flashing them a big grin. They altogether rolled their eyes at me. Huh, some friends you are. As much as I love you guys, there are times where I just want to snap your necks.

Letting out a long sigh, I turned around and looked at the place where he parked his car and squealed like an overly hyper guinea pig when I saw him go out from it. Man, he's so handsome especially when he wears that white uniform of his. Whoah, major hottie over here! Weeteewew!

"Mark! Mark! Mark!"

Oh great. First they weren't supporting me now they're going to humiliate me. Goodness gracious. I gave them a cold glare telling them to shut their mouths but knowing my friends, they won't. They surely find happiness in my suffering.

Giving up, I returned my eyes to the spot where the love of my life was standing and was surprised when I saw him staring right at me. I got his attention alright. As much as I want to avoid eye contact, I couldn't. It's like I was locked in his gaze. I couldn't move, I couldn't blink, and I'm quite sure my breathing stopped. He has that effect on me.

We locked gazes for 15 seconds, it may seem short but it has been the longest 15 seconds of my life.

This was a major stepping stone in our relationship. Not that we have one. But all I know is in that 15 seconds we shared, there's something bound to happen. And I know it's going to be good. Cross fingers.