Chapter:14(icecreams and ice cold glares)

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But what if he's looking at you every time you look away.

-unknown

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Paris's POV

Finally it's Saturday. Aaaaaaand I can sleep all I want. But clearly someone clearly has some other plans.

Music blasted from the other side of my window.

I tried to ignore it and pressed a pillow onto my ear. But it was hardly possible anymore because the music was getting higher and higher until it was on full volume.

I groaned as I forced myself to get up.

I went to my window and opened and the high volume hit my ears like a truck and a gasp escaped passed my lips.
Thankfully, the window to my dear neighbour's house was open.

Note the sarcasm.

"ANDERSON!!!!" I screamed over the loud music.

But clearly the doofus didn't hear me over the loud music because he kept dancing with the beats of the music with his back facing me. So I screamed Anderson higher.

This time he heard cause he stopped dancing.

A small smile formed on my lips in content. But that soon disappeared as he didn't turn the music down and opened the door which was in his front.

"Mom? You called me?" He yelled.

At an instinct, I face-palmed.

Seriously?

"Actually it's me." I yelled again.

And he turned around. First he was kinda confused but soon that smirked.

At first he turned off the music and then he came to his window and now we are face to face.

"I always knew you wanted me."

My face scrunched up in disgust.

"First of all, that's ewwwww. Second of all, not even in your wildest dreams and last of all you are like 5 years older."  I said as I kept glaring at him.

"C'mon babe. Love doesn't really see age" he smirked.

"Oh my god, stop. I will puke if you say another thing about love." I fake gagged.

"You are so dramatic" he rolled his eyes.

"Whatever, I am going to sleep and DONT you dare to turn that stupid music of yours on again." I then turned around and stormed into my bathroom.

But not before I heard his 'sure thing sweet cheeks' with amusement in his voice.

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I walking on the sidewalk headed to nowhere in particular with chocolate ice cream in my hands.

The weather was way too much amazing.

That's when I saw him.

He was on the other side of the road with his friends. He was laughing at something. I realised I never really saw him laugh. He always had a stern expression on his face. I stared at Aden. Even From afar his strong jawline and bright blue eyes were clear. He was beautiful.

While all that time I was admiring his looks I didn't notice that no one was from school. And looked older than him probably 1 or 2 years.

That's when he noticed me. As his eyes took over my face his then happy face turned into a sour look.

I felt as his icy cold glare will freeze me then and there.

And I did the dumbest thing in history.

I ran.

I ran as fast as I could.

And while running my poor ice cream fell of my cone

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I sat on the park. Alone. Watching the sunset. It was about time I go home. I have sitting here for like half an hour.

I stood up from where I was sitting and walked home.

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Aden's POV

I saw her. And glared at her too though.

I was passing a local park while I was headed home. That's when I noticed her.

She was sitting there alone. I stood there for a bit to watch her.

Paris, her name. I guess.

She was looking at the sunset. She looked in peace. Like there is no worry in her life. No regrets, no trouble. Her face was angelic, so innocent.

But as if something clicked inside of her her expression changed. From peace to terror. Now She looked in trouble, worried.

Whatever.

Why do I even care? I asked myself and I walked away and removed all my thoughts of that girl away. Thinking about her is just a waste of time.

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