To Love Gabriel Harris [B×B] ✔

EP 3: I CAN'T DO THIS!

Episode 3: I Can't Do This!

      I could feel his eyes on me while he guided me into the hut. He made me stand still before returning after a while.

" Alright so among the colours red, blue and yellow, which colour would represent your family with." He asked.

"Err...yellow?" I didn't see the point of this. I felt his presence near me, to be more specific right before me.

" Keep your eyes closed, I'm gonna tie my towel around your head to cover your eyes." I felt his hot minty breath fan against my cheek, bringing out a weird rush in my veins.

I had no clue where this was leading to, I'm not surprised though, afterall Alexander Wilde was a mystery himself.

He took my hand once more, dipping it into some liquid. Alexander pushed me forward.

"Now, just draw something that represents your family." He instructed.

Has he lost his mind?

" Nope." He answered, making me realise I said it out loud.

" But I can't see a shit thing!" I squeaked out.

" That's the point, you should start from scratch, learn how to feel art, not see it." This boy had a way with his words, really.

I sighed, "I can't do this," I took the towel off to come upon his disappointed face, it seemed like I sucked out a little light in his eyes.

He grabbed my shoulders as I was about to turn away from the wooden wall before me.

Xander looked right into my eyes, his eyebrows etched together as he gave my shoulder a small squeeze.
"Don't...don't ever say you can't do something. Anyone can do everything as long as you put your mind into it. "

He took in a deep breath, " I hate it when people don't believe in themselves when clearly...you have so much potential." He shook his head, his eyes dropping.

I clenched my jaw, shaking his hands off my shoulder as I took a few steps away from him.

" Well then, Alexander, you might as well hate me...because I can't be that person you want me to be." I gave him one more last glance before running out of the wooden hut.

I couldn't bear being around him, it scares me how vulnerable he can make me feel.
I run faster, pushing the branches out of my way.