Escape || S.M.

14- Lonely?

[10-01-2018 // dd-mm-yyyy]
[Maggie's POV]

(A/N just a small warning, I'm not trying to hate anyone here, just playing a little bit with the character's emotions and opinions, please don't feel attacked in any way, it's all apart of character development. This is not a reflection of my own point of view.)

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It's been 2 days since we all hung out, Sky has been teasing me about Shawn and how close we were and Adam won't stop telling me about the way Shawn looks at me and smiles when I smile.

I love them, but that makes me uncomfortable. I've been trying to ignore this fuzzy feeling I get when I'm with him, but it grows stronger every day and it's hard. Hearing those things makes me even more confused and awkward. I thought he only saw me as a friend but now I don't know anymore.

"Hey, Maggie! Great job in class, I loved the choreography." One of the dancers touches my arm to get my attention and I turn to look at her, offering a smile.

"Thank you and good job for you too I mean you danced beautifully."

"Aw thanks, I'll see you tomorrow. Bye!"

"Bye."

I gather the rest of my stuff and leave the room after everyone does, closing the door behind me. I make my way towards the exit and smile or wave back at who greets me. I walk outside and look around searching for Adam but I'm met with those beautiful eyes that make my stomach get all tight and weird.

"Hey! What are you doing here?" I walk over to Shawn and wrap my arms around him in a quick but tight hug.

"Hi! Adam told me at what time your class ended and asked me to come and pick you up."

Of course, he did.

"Well thank you." I smile up at him before noticing a few people looking at us. "Let's get out of here, yeah?"

He nods flashing me a smile and we start walking to his car.

"So, do you have any plans for today?" He asks as I put my seatbelt on and I soon hear the car turn on.

"Nope."

"Would you like to come over to my house? We could hang out for the rest of the day." He suggests, reminding me a bit of a schoolboy asking a girl to hang out.

"Of course. I'm actually excited to see what your house looks like." I sit cross-legged and smile at him. "You know, as an artist I was always interested in interior design, it was one of my options, and believe it or not someone's house, or room says a lot about that person."

"I believe in you. Just hope mine sends a positive vibe."

"I'm sure it will, you have that yourself, you put people in a better mood just by being there, you have a lot of presence and you're always the centre of attention even if you don't want to. I can imagine your house being an open space with lots of natural light, mostly white and maybe grey. You need a very peaceful, simple, natural looking home to feel exactly like that." He looks at me with an intrigued expression, almost asking me to tell him more.