Just A Nerd?

Chapter 23

I was frozen in my place, I didn't know how to respond to him. What am I suppose to do? Confess my feelings for him now? No. That is not happening because he made it very clear he only wants to get in my pants.

After just staring at him for a while I finally spoke. "Wha-what do you want to spe-speak about?" I stutter and mentally slapping myself for sounding like such a desperate flusey.

"Can we sit." He asks, gesturing towards my bed.

"Sure." I nod my head nervously.

We both sit down on my bed, I was basically half off of the bed because I didn't want to be awkwardly close to him.

He looks up at me and a look of complete seriousness is spread across his face. He has never looked more serious.

"Well" He starts. " I know that I have been a complete jerk lately but-"

"Adam you already apologized to me, I forgive you." I coo him. I don't know why but he just made me so weak and vulnerable around him,Even before I confess to myself that I liked him. I don't like it either, I have never felt like this with any other person.

He shakes his head. "No. I need to get this out." He states firmly, staring straight into my eyes.

I wanted to squirm under his stare but I didn't want to seem more vulnerable than I already am.

He sighs before continuing. "When I first saw you, I thought that you were just a random nerd that knew one of my friends." I roll my eyes as he smirks. This little comment made me  so nervous, where was he going with this?

His face turns serious again. "But then after I ended up hanging with you for a couple of times and saw that you weren't like those other fluseys That fall for me instantly, I....." He seemed hesitant, as if he wanted to say something.

He put his head into his hands and did a stressed sigh. "Why is this so hard!" He growls.

"Why is what so hard?" I ask.

"I can't do this right now." He begins to get up.

I was getting so tired Of him walking out every time something bad happens or if he doesn't feel like it's the right time.

If he wants to tell me something, he needs to suck it up and tell me.

I get up and snatch his forearm into my hand."No. You are going to tell me. I'm getting so tired of you not finishing whatever it is you have to say to me. So speak!" I demand catching him off guard.

I could see the shock in his golden pools, he looked hesitant to speak. His eyes shooting daggers at me, but not in a bad way.

"Sit." I stated in a hard, firm voice.

We both take a seat on my bed, the whole time he doesn't even turn his head towards my direction.

I sit there with my hands crossed in my lap waiting for him to speak. But he doesn't even look up.

Silence.

Silence.

I finally clear my throat, making him look up but still no eye contact. He must be very nervous to not evenly ok at me.

"You don't have to be scared to tell me." I say placing my hand on his right shoulder, finally looked up at me.

"I can't." She shakes his head.

"Yes you can." I assure him.

"No." I could see That he was afraid and nervous but he didn't need to keep anything from me.