"No, actually." I coyly admitted, forcing a smile that would hopefully make me look less awkward. I tried to cover my face in my hair slightly. The bus, at that moment, hit a bump, and sent me into him.
I was clinging onto his shirt, I quickly realised, and hastily drew back, a redness spreading over my face, and I blushed.
"I don't either." He admitted, and my eyes actually widened. Perhaps my shock was very visible, as he chuckled at my reaction.
"But the gifts you bought for your crush.." I drawled off, looking at him in confusion. He shrugged and looked down at his thumbs, suddenly silencing. Frowning, I went back to my music.
"Jolene, we're kinda friends, right?" He suddenly asked. I nodded, confused as to where his sentence was headed.
"I can take a friend as a date."
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The Consequences of Chance Meetings
NouvellesThey first met at a bus stop, completely by accident. The few stolen glances slowly snowballed into brief conversations which slowly bloomed into something more. They never were supposed to fall for one another, but that boy somehow melted her ice w...
