\\ Y/N's POV //
I didn't know if he was being serious. I just grinned, hiding my confusion.
"Well if ya needa' talk.." I started, "I wou-"
"Do you like Roman?" He replied bluntly. Squeezing his hands and turning his head, hiding a faint blush that erupted on his cheeks.
"No, I don't know why you-"
"Don't lie, Y/N. I know you. I know now you act. You act differently around him then you do around me." He interrupted,"Just tell me that you love him so nobody gets hurt."
I glanced at him while he looked down at me.
"I really don't like him, Virge." I reassured him. Looking away, hiding the blush that had formed on my cheeks.
"You're blushing."
"No I'm not-"
"Yes you are" He held the yes for a couple seconds.
"No I'm not" I replied holding the no in a mocking manor. I playfully slapped him, and he did in return. I stood up as he tried to throw another hit. Giggling, I ran.
“Y/N I swear get back here!” Virgil chased after me. Due to my uncontrollable laughter, I was running in zig zags, wheezing for air.
My feet slip on the muggy leaves. I fall with a harsh bang on the ground. Sitting there for a second I finally look around, where did Virgil go? My mind goes to the worst possible scenario, as per usual. I stand up using a small wooden bench for help.
“Virgil?” I call out, no answer. I get more worried. But hey, maybe he is about to-
“Boo.” A figure pops up behind me, whispering in my ear. I squeal as it picks me up.
“Virgil!” I scream “That’s not funny!” He is laughing. The corners of his mouth come up, making his dimples show. He wasn’t comfortable with showing his dimples around the others. He said it made his ‘look soft’ but, I think he does altogether.
As he is holding me, bridal style, I can feel almost everything. His tough arms holding me close, my heartbeat, his heartbeat- they’re both moving fast. Virgil doesn’t really hold anyone like this. But I will take it!
Virgil puts me down, and we stare into each other’s eyes. God. His amber eyes. Those eyes tell one million stories in one. He pushes the hair out of my face, I blush. He places a white frosted flower in my hair. It has four pedals. It’s gorgeous. I look to the side, touching my hair. His hand glides down my cheek. I glance back up at him. He is looking at me, blushing lightly.
“Don't date Roman... Please.”
A/N
Hey!! I’m getting more inspired to update this! So I am thankful for all the comments and views. :) I’m trying to also improve my vocab so I can give better stories. So please tell me what I’m doing wrong! That’s it!
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~Maddy
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