sugar rush M.YG

ch.3

I know I said I'd talk to him.

but admiring from a far is so much easier.

"Y/N?"

I turn to namjoon, seeing him with a lunch trey and a guy next to him.

"jin, joon"I say with a finger gun, pointing at them in a sly greeting.

they sit down at my little round table, sending sweet smiles twards me.

"so Y/N, namjoon told me your haveing guy issues"

my jaw drops and I look at joon with an angry glare.

"Y/N, you can't just stare at him everyday"he says. the words slip like soap, but they feel dirty as they hit my ears.

my lips turn to a sour, lime like cringe. hurt and embarrasment
burning my cheeks and the back of my throut burning like big red chewing gum.

"hey it's ok"jin says "it's normal, babe"

I look at him, his sweet smile reasuring me that I'll be perfectly fine, then I shift my eyes to namjoon.

my eyes cut into cresnets of pure rage.

"your crusty, joon. get a life and stop spreading my secrets, or I'll spill your kettle to him"I spoke, gesturing to jin.

suddenly namjoon is slapped red, very cherry flavors dancing on his cheeks as he chuckles bitterly at me.

I roll my eyes and look away, more specifically back to the lemon boy of my dreams, but as soon as I look at him I flinch, our eyes are instantly connected.

his expression, full of curiosity.

I couldn't look away, the sudden paralysis I have causing my throat to go dry and itchy as tho I had drank an entire cola and ate a bag of salty chips after.

his strawberry lolipop tented lips curl into a smirk, causing me to fill dizzy.

"j-joon, jin, I gotta go"

"wha? wait a sec-"namjoon tries to say, but I'm already on my feet, stumbling over my untied converse laces as I stumble out of the cafeteria.

the bitter cold air hits my skin harshly as I run, it floodes thru my jeans and sweater as if they weren't even there in the first place.

my converse slow to a stop infront of a bright yellow bench with a bus sign next to it.

I breath in and out deeply, my pinkish palms placing themselves on my wobbly knees as I sit and try and calm down.

my thoughts running wild and my heart in my throat, that familiar sugar rush filling flooding thru my body as if I've suddenly been injected with tons of coffee and sweet sugary syrup.

"I'm such an idiot"

I could have spoke to him.

I could have just walked over to him and sat down right next to him with a sweet gummy grin and a 'hi, whatcha munchin on?' but no, my brain goes 'red alert! eye contact with male! evacuate immediatly!' so I Sprint out immediately as if I'm running a marathon.

but what's done is done.

I'll try again tommorrow.