In Your Eyes ↦ Lauren/You

Chapter 2

As soon as I saw Lauren just standing and admiring the view, I immediately rushed inside. I heard my friends call for me but I just ignore them and find my way where Lauren is.

After hundreds of steps to get to the second floor, I finally saw her. She haven't move an inch. My lips twitch up and eventhough her back is facing me, I cannot help but feel nervous. "I'm going to talk to her. I'm going to talk to her," I repeated. "I'm going to introduce my name, and maybe we can friends." I told to myself.

I huff a breath and I was going to approach her when she suddenly turn around. I panicked and find the closest chair and pull it out. I sit down faster than the car that's overspeeding and being chased by the police. I open my backpack, pretending that I'm looking for something. I rummaged inside my bag and I can hear the heels of her shoes clicking on the floor getting nearer. I almost put my head inside my bag due to my nervousness as I saw her walk pass by at my side. "Did she saw me?" I asked myself.

When I barely hear her heels clicking on the floor, I know she's far away from me, I sighed in relief and disappoinment. I groaned loudly and almost rip my hair on my head, "Why can't you just talk to her? All you have to do is wave and say hi," I whined and I'm getting irratated with myself. "Why am I so afraid of talking to pretty girls?" I stomped my feet loudly like a five year old kid.

I huff and stand up from my chair and find my way inside the planetarium. It took me some minutes to find my jerk friends and when I saw them, the three assholes are already checking the girl in front. I rolled my eyes and take a seat next to them.

"Look at her! She looks like a goddess." Zayn exclaimed and place his elbow on his thigh and rest his chin on his palm. "If I get the chance to date her, oh I'd definitely will. I don't care if Gigi will get mad."

"Why would Gigi be mad? She's not even dating you," I stated and crooked my eyebrows at him.

"Exactly, that's why I want to date that girl." I don't get him.

"She's so pretty," Justin sighed dreamily.

"I know Camila is pretty, but that girl is prettier than her." The brown-eyed Canadian said.

I stare at them and I cannot believe them. All they did all day is fantasize and talk about girls and imagine themselves dating them. I rolled my eyes at them and turn my head to the girl that they've been staring at like a meat.

My eyes widen when I saw that it's Lauren. They still cannot stop gushing about the pretty girl then I hit the back of their heads one by one. "She's off limits," I growled.

"Why? Do you know her? Is she your girlfriend that we didn't know?" They all asked.

"No. Fantasize every girls you want, think about them dating you but her," I told them sternly. The three of them held their hands up defensively.

"Or don't think something stupid about her at all. If you do, all of you will not get out of this place alive," We heard someone threatned us. The four of us turn our head and saw a petite tan girl sending death glares to my friends. She scoffed and glance at Lauren.

"Go Lauren! You can do it!" The girl shouted and take a seat across of us and I saw Lauren smiled.

Her gaze found mine and her smile is still evident on her face. I can feel my heart beating so fast, I look around and check if she's really smiling at me or the person behind me. But Ariana Grande, the other cheerleader, was the one who's sitting behind me. And Ariana is not even paying attention to Lauren, instead she's talking and busy snuggling to her boyfriend, Mac Miller.

So I look back at Lauren and I nod at her and pointed at myself shyly, asking her if she's smiling at me. But she didn't nod neither shake her head. Did she know me by my face? Oh my God, maybe she knows I'm staring at her every morning when she's at their balcony. My face heat up in embarassment and she's still looking at me. Kill me now.