The Promise Of Forever (COMPLETED)

➰SECOND CHAPTER➰

⚠️ It might be a short story but, the chapters will be  longer.

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SECOND CHAPTER

Maybe Ky sensed the awkwardness which blanketed us, because he immediately cleared his throat and asked, "What's this? Another assignment?" He pointed to the notes, taking it from me and examining them as if he was actually intrigued by them or something.

Thank god! He didn't notice any of my weirdness currently running through my veins. Because now, that would've been really difficult to explain.

"Uh..." My throat felt scratchy, probably because it went dry the second his hand rode slightly up my thighs-- intentionally or unintentionally, and his eyes locked with mine. "Notes... English. Literature. Notes." God! What's wrong with me?

Mentally slapping myself, I asked myself to get a grip.

Ky seemed oblivious to all the signs of my craziness and smiled, nodding. "I think I've read this one before." He spoke, furrowing his brows as to reminisce it in that pretty head of his. He sucked the side of his bottom lip in his mouth and I swear I leaned forward but, managed to stay back.

WHAT THE!!!

My cheeks felt like fire itself. Composing myself, I raised my brows at him, desperately praying to all the gods of the world to stop whatever was happening to me.

Not that it was for the first time I was getting those butterflies or the scorching heat on my cheeks with him. I had. More times I could remember but, this felt different. This felt more than anything I'd ever felt around him. It was as if every fiber and little cell in my body came alive and suddenly realised how hot Ky was-- which only magnified the strange sensations tenfold. "You have? Okay... well, I've just read the prologue not the tale of it." I informed, hoping he wouldn't ask anything.

He nodded again and licked his lips, concentrating on the papers, his long dark lashes shadowing his slightly pink cheeks. And then my eyes fell where it shouldn't. Ohmigod! His lips. They're so pink and full and... I shut my eyes tightly, JESUS CHRIST, TIA!

God! What's wrong with me? He's my best friend.

My only best friend and, to think about him in any other way should be a sin for me. Okay! Totally kidding about the sin part.

UGH!

"Uh, what was it about again...?" Shit! His dark brows knitted together, bringing the cute crease on his forehead-- the same cute crease, which I wanted to feel under my fingertips and then craved to soothe it out.

I swallowed the lump, mentally kicking myself for having anymore of crazy thoughts about my best friend. Maybe I was behaving like that because it was the first time we'd been this intimately close-- so close.

I meant... yeah, we had been close before like... I had slept on a couch with him and even in my bed and we'd rested our heads in each other's lap for comfort from time to time but.... this felt so much more than any of those moments we'd shared in the past. More intimate... with his hands on my bear thighs, his face so close to mine, and his body trapped between my legs, wasn't our normal. Or normal at all. It was all too much for my body to handle and maybe that's why I was having those weird shivers, fluttering feeling inside of me, and those kind of thoughts.

He cleared his throat, bringing me back to his question. He was smirking at me so, I rolled my eyes. As if I was bored and not crazily haywire on the inside.