Sorry these are short. WRITERS BLOCK.
Roman's POV:
I wasn't feeling like my fabulous self at that moment. I couldn't see or think or... or take my eyes off HIM. My heart started racing faster than it ever had before. Where did this stinging come from? Did I... no. I felt myself slip into imagination. I straightened myself to see I was in deep forest, I recognized it as the fantasy realm I created after Thomas got dumped. The world was filled with kingdoms and dragons and hot princes. I hadn't been here in nearly a year, I decided to explore.
I snapped back to reality when I felt a hand on my shoulder, it was Anxiety. He seemed to be attempting avoid eye contact. "You sure you're good, Roman?" He used my real name, I felt sick. Was he actually concerned? Why was he so hard to read all of a sudden? I nod quietly, still not feeling comfortable with speaking.
" 'Cause you're still staring at me..."I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. " 'm f-fin-fine..." I stuttered out, he didn't look that convinced but he just rolled his eyes.
'Anxiety's' POV:
I just ended the interaction three. I walked over to the hallway window, much to Princey's confusion "W-what in the nam-name Dis-isney are you doing?" I didn't even look at him but I could feel his eyes glued to me, I shurged. " 'm gonna go to the roof..." I could sence he had something on his mind, I turned toward him. "What?" That came off more hostile than I expected.
He finally looked away from me, taking a double take. He looked as if he was contemplating something. Princey sighed, his face flushing a dark crimson. I raised an eyebrow.
"Can I come with you?"
To be continued...