Before March Comes (Editing)

❄️ Chapter 16 ❄️

"Haven't you ever heard of privacy!" I whisper shout. He just laughs at my frustration and makes his way over to my bed.

He shouldn't even be here. I don't know why I let him in. I don't think properly when I'm around him.

He sits down on my pastel purple bed and bounces up and down on it as if testing the springiness.

He begins taking off his shoes when I stop him.

"Don't get comfortable. You can't stay." he ignores me and hopes onto my bed with his bare feet, which might I add look as if they hadn't been washed in years.

"So, you just gonna stand there like a statue." I notice that I'm still standing near the window just observing him.

"Well my bed's kinda taken." I joke sitting down opposite him on my bed.

He smiles and looks over to my bedside table. He grabs a piece of paper that has my English piece typed on it.

His eyes scan down the page and I all of a sudden have the urge the grab it from him due to embarrassment.

His eyes go wide and then meet mine.

"Did you write this?" I fiddle with my fingers and look anywhere but him.

"Uh..yeah..is it that bad?" I ask holding my breath for his answer.

"Bad? It's far from bad. I didn't know you liked to write."

"There're a lot of things you don't know." I joke.

He raises and eyebrow and and chuckles to himself.

"Oh yeah? Like what?" his voice low and giving me goosebumps.

He drops the page next to him and tilts his head at me trying to hide a smile.

"I..I don't know.." I say feeling automatically shy.

I think he enjoys making me like this. It's sport to him. I know I'm shy already, but he makes me extra shy.

"I like reading..and music..I guess." I say chuckling.

"Yeah, I could've guessed you liked reading." he glance over to my bookshelf which has books spilling out. The books are in such bad condition because I read them way too much.

"Ha! Oh yeah." We both laugh and I look at all the books.

He stops laughing and stares at me as if reading me like how I read my books.

There is a long period of silence while he looks at me.

"What?" I laugh.

"If you could go anywhere..where would you go?" he says out of no where.

"Emm...Where would I go?" I repeat.

"Mt. Everest." I answer.

He laughs at the randomness and asks why.

I pause and sigh before starting.

"Throughout my life I've experienced so many downs. From my sister passing away to my dad's drinking. And I don't have many friends at school and the ones I do have...they don't get me. I don't have a high self esteem like most of my friends do." I laugh awkwardly.

His eyes go soft as he listens.

"And...I've never been able to say that I'm truly happy..you know... and mean it. But. If I could go anywhere I would go to Mt. Everest...because I would be able to say 'I'm on top of the world'..and truly mean it."

He looks at me with his lips parted not saying a word.

He shakes his head slowly at me and closes his eyes.

"You have no idea how much I admire you." he says opening his eyes.

Admire? Me? How could anyone admire me. I'm nothing special..I..I'm not pretty or outgoing or anything. What's there to admire?

I laugh at his words making him frown.

"I'm serious." he says furrowing his eyebrows.

"You're not. I'm not..of admirable quality." I say standing up.

"Yes you are!" he quietly shouts following me. "Do you realize how beautiful you are?"

Beautiful? Me? Beautiful?

I turn to face him and begin to feel tears welling up in my eyes.

"I know you don't mean that. You can't mean that." I say struggling to hold in the overflow of tears.

"Do you know..how hard it is for me to look at you and not-"

"Alex!" my dad's voice interrupts him.

"Quick! You need to hide!" I say pushing him towards my wardrobe. "Yeah dad?"

"I'm not going in a wardrobe!" he says looking at me like I'm crazy.

"Please.."I say searching his eyes.

"Huh..fine. The things I do for you." he smirks.

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