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It's him.

After 15 seconds of scrambling to get my books and desperately trying to avoid eye contact, I got up from the floor and muttered one last "sorry" and dashed to the school without any more words. My mind was still racing but my eyes were shifting back to normal and my palms weren't as sweaty as before. I was so desperate to get to class and forget any of this ever happened, that I almost tripped a couple of times when climbing up the stairs to the entrance of the school, and because I was jumping 2 steps at a time. I roughly skipped the last 2 steps and fortunately, I didn't slip, and perfectly landed right in front of the door.

Though something stopped me as I paused, my fingers lightly touching the handle, my heart beating softly but loud enough for me to hear, and to listen to.

I glanced back and found my heart beating faster and almost loud enough for both of us to hear, for he was glancing back at me. My face suddenly felt hot again, and his turned red as well, but we never looked away. We stayed like that for what seemed like eternity, just gazing at each other as if we were going to say something, something we have longed to say, which we have never got to.

I felt my fingers releasing the handle, and found myself slowly walking towards him, like neptune revolving around the sun, ignoring the screaming pleas of my mind to stop. I realized he was doing the same, as our blushes deepened and our hearts beating faster and faster. And after 15 seconds we were so close, but it felt like we were galaxies apart from saying something. Then I heard the bell ring.

I looked at the door for a moment, and looked back at him, we blushed again. He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly as I walked back towards the entrance. Once I got there, again, I looked back at him, he waved. I waved back and smiled, as if we've done this for a long time. He blushed a bit at this, as I finally got in the school and hurried to my class for the bell was ringing indicating that I'm late. I gulped as I thought, 'The professor won't be very happy about this,'

'especially if she finds out what caused it.'

It amazes me, what can happen in 15 seconds. Like in the first couple of seconds, you were completely flushed, hoping to get out of the place. Then the next group of seconds you stop, you realize,

'Why do the same thing I've been doing? Why not change this one moment, and at the same time change everything as well? If not now, when?'

And in the last group of seconds you realize that was the reason you stopped, that it was your heart telling you what to do, and you more than willingly agreed to follow it.

I rushed passed the other late students, not thinking of anything but the way to my class. Oh, and him.

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A/N:
Ayieeee!! The only history lesson I'd like to learn tbh. 😂😂😂

Oh ya, the names will be revealed next chapter bc I forgot to put 'em.

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