Finding Me Through You

"Keep him"

I was humming with eyes closed.

The breeze was just amazing.

I was sitting down at the lunch tables with Julia.

"Bes, is that all that happened last night?" Julia asked.

I opened my eyes and fixed my seat.

"Yeah, that's all." I assured her.

"Hm." She hummed.

"What? Why?" I was a little worried.

"Oh nothing, I'm just wondering.... What are you guys now?" She asked.

Hm, I guess that never occurred to me.

"Yo yo yiggity yo!" Marco greeted as he sat down.

"Seriously, Kath and Juls, we need to go get our nails done." Miles sat in front of Marco next to me.

"You guys are so loud, no wonder you two are perfect for each other." Diego sat down next to Julia and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"Psh, You're just jealous that Juls hasn't said yes to you." Daniel sat down next to me and wrapped his arm around my waist which caused me to sit up straight.

I'm so not used to this. Specially since he and I don't technically have a title.

"Baby kathkath, you're red. Are you hot? You're sweating?" Diego asked.

"Just a little." I awkwardly turned away.

Daniel grabbed his towel from his sports bag and wiped it on my forehead.

I was stopped at his actions and I stared at him.

He was focused on his task of wiping the sweat beads on my forehead.

As for me, everything slowed down.

Woah, I've never experienced this. I've had flings but I never stared at them and have the world around me slow down.

Why is it so different with Daniel?

Not only that, my heart starts to skip beats. My hands are generating so much sweat, and for some profound reason, staring at him was the only thing destined for me to do.

His well defined nose, his deep eyes that may have bags underneath them but does not stop them from making it seem like one look can kill a person. That is if one stare can mesmerize a person till death.

I wonder why he wears sun glasses, his deepened eyes weren't a bad thing. If anything, that's one feature that makes DJ, DJ.

Although sometimes his stares make you wonder what he could be thinking of.

He's either talking negative or positive about you in one stare off.

His light crimson lips that was not that plump but it was a great size. Oh my gosh, they look so kissable. Actually they are because I couldn't get enough of his lips last night.

Ugh, Kath don't wander in thoughts such as those!

His fine jaw line that can cut sharply.

His messy hair that I know he never does, oh how it flows so effortlessly.

He caught my stares and returned the stare fairly with him doing the exact thing I'm doing.