Song attached: Let me love you by Dj Snake feat. Justin Bieber (this song is so perfect ♡_♡)
*starts singing in her usual crappy tone*
Don't you give up
Nah nah nah
I won't give up
Nah nah nahLet me love you
Let me love youOkay! I'll shut up now. Go read the chapter amigos! (I just felt like using 'amigo', amigo. Don't mind me)
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[ r e a l i t y c h e c k]
"You're doing it all wrong," Kiranya whispered tapping her pencil on my note.
I looked down to see that I had used a completely wrong formula for the question and winced. I cut the entire problem and started from the start. We worked in silence for a few minutes before I heard Kiranya clear her throat.
"What's wrong?"
She was looking at me as emotionless as ever but my mind flashed back to her laughing face from the woods. My eyes trailed down to her lips which were in their trademark sullen look. But weirdly though, my heart rate picked up.
"Helium," she whispered again and I looked away trying to shake images of Kiranya looking... attractive from my mind.
I laughed. Or at least that's what I tried to do. In the end, I sounded like a five year old on sugar rush. I abruptly stood and started gathering my notebooks, stuffing them into my bag. Maybe I'd stop being like someone who's under the... happy stuff if I avoid Kiranya's brooding presence.
"Helium..." Kiranya called again but I didn't dare look into her eyes. "What's wrong?"
What's wrong?
Oh nothing's wrong. It's just that ever since that freak day in the woods, every time I look at you, I see you in this... sparkly light thing with my mind flashing back to every single moment you gave that tiny shy smile of yours. And every time I look into your corpse eyes, my heart does this weird 'pa-dhump' stunt as if I had just finished a 5 miles marathon and then, I become a sweaty mess. Oh, and I also feel like I was made to stand in the Moon with nothing but a sweatshirt with vacuum surrounding me as I struggle for breath. Which is quite fatal if you ask me. And let's not forget the huge urge to crash your body against my chest in a bear hug.
Of course I can't say that to her! That's like asking for the Grim Reaper to reap my soul with offerings in a gold platter.
"Um, I have to go home early today. You know, family thing." I shrugged and Kiranya just tilted her head.
I tightly shut my eyes and counted from one to ten to calm my nerves before opening my eyes to find her still looking at me like that. My hands started to itch as the desire to pull her into me started growing stronger.
Varun, self control. You don't want to end handless right? Self control. Yeah, take a deep breath. Yes, just like that.
Kiranya folded her hands across her chest as she continued looking at how I was busy behaving like a retard. I coughed, hitching my bag higher on my shoulder.
"I better get going."
"Okay."
Surprisingly for the first time in almost a month since I've known her as BookManiac12 and Kiranya, she walked me to the door.
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Crossroads | ✓
HumorPreviously known as 'Booktrovert.' ________ Not all boys are cool, Hot, and can flirt like a pro. Most of them are lame, Stutter, take hours to master a quiff, Or even obsess over a certain sadistic anonymous writer on wattpad. But life isn't just...