Growing up (MWL's sequel)✔️

3.- 'Please, that's too much. I feel a little dirty right now'

'I need to let you go

Your eyes, they shine so bright

I want to save their light

I can't escape this now

Unless you show me how'

• Chapter Three • 

How is it that I always end in awkward situations without meaning to? Did I have an imam or something? Shane was staring at me as if trying to decipher something on my face. I stared right back, wondering if he had lost his voice. Unable to stand the silence anymore, I spoke:

"Shane, you don't have to do th–"

"Why are you avoiding me?" he asked seriously. I was taken aback by his question. He knew exactly why I was sort of avoiding him. But I couldn't tell him the real reason, of course. What was I going to say? 'Hey, Shane. I'm kind of avoiding you because you told me you loved when you were drunk'

That wouldn't be awkward at all.

So, I went for a more simple approach, "I'm not avoiding you." I retorted, shaking my head. He pursed his lips.

 "Yes, you are. Why?" he paused, his hazel eyes were glistening with annoyance, "Is your freaky boyfriend involved in this? Did he tell you not to speak to me?"

 I frowned, "First of all, he's not freaky. His name is Evan. And of course not, why would he do that?"

Shane shrugged, "He could be jealous and I can't blame him," he gestured his body.

I rolled my eyes, "Oh please!"

"Jules!" I heard Lau's scream from the road "We're ready! Let's go!"

Thanks God!

I turned around but Shane grabbed my arm, "No, we're not leaving until you tell me why,"

For the love of sacred Ruffles, give me a break!

"I'm not avoiding you," I repeated, yanking my arm off. He looked at me worriedly. I sighed, "Do you... remember what you said to me in Evan's house?" I had to ask. It was eating me inside. Shane furrowed his eyebrows.

"What I said to you?" he tilted his head aside.

"When you were drunk..." I pressed nervously. I could not believe I was actually trying to make him remember that.

"Did we talk when I was drunk?" he asked, looking genially confused. Ok, it was official.

Shane did not remember telling me he loved me.

I felt relieved, because that would make things easier between us.

"Why do you look so relieved?" he squinted his eyes at me before looking shocked "Oh! You totally felt me up when I was drunk, didn't you?"

I could not believe this guy, "What?"

"Yes, you did. That's why you're avoiding me now. Naughty Minion!" he smirked at me, poking my forehead.

I grimaced, "I did not! How could I... no!"

"You couldn't keep your hands off me." He stated smugly,  "I know you can't help it, babe but please, that's too much. I feel a little dirty right now," I groaned, punching his shoulder.

"I didn't touch you!" he chuckled.

"Naughty naughty Jules!" he wiggled his eyebrows.

"I–"