Detour

19: New Feeling

I flinched in my seat as my neck made contact with the cold liquid thing that's been pressed by some chick who just arrived from the cola store.

"Here you go, milady." He had that grin for almost two hours now.

I narrowed my eyes at him, pouting. Where did you learn that?! "I said no more cola, Cole." I said, emphasizing the COLA and COLE. I lift my chin up even though all I felt is consciousness.

It's been ten minutes since the movie ended but we haven't went home just yet. We are still inside the movie house and... maybe still thinking on what to do next.

Or fidgeting about something, letting myself lost in my own thoughts about something that is really impossible to happen but it still happened anyway.

"That's a tongue twister." He chuckled as he handed me the cola but I crossed my arms in my chest. "I know you're thirsty. Don't even deny it." He eyed me like he's been watching my every move since we got here.

As if he didn't! It's making me conscious! And nervous! And sweaty! And—

"I won't leave this place if you won't take this Jess." He sipped the remaining amount of his cola and throw it in the garbage bin beside the old man in which he mouthed 'sorry' when it passed over his head before it went inside the bin.

Woah. Is he an athlete or something?

He sat beside me and handed me the cola again but I just watched him, stared at his hazel eyes after taking a glance at his hand holding the cup of cola, sweating in his palm.

Am I being obvious that i'm actually checking his hands out? That i'm still affected by that hand? But why should you be so obvious you liked what happened earlier Jess?

I didn't—

You can always hold his calloused hand and trace the veins—

I closed my eyes briefly and took the cup from his hand, my own hand slightly shaking. My conscience has never really helped me all this time. All my life. I took time to watch my hands trembling without any valid reason when—fuck! The cup slipped from my hand!

"Careful. You don't want me to throw this over that old man again." He smirked, unaware that he's now close to me, with his hands wrapped around mine after catching the cup before it fell to the floor.

How the hell did he... Does he even saw my hands trembling like i'm some girl who had parkenson's disease or what? Does he... Oh my God, stop.

I chuckled too, a little nervous. "I told you i'm not thirsty." So glad I recovered without stammering those words, I pushed the cup to his side. "I'm not thirsty." I instantly hid my hands in my cardigan, my limbs trembling as the incident earlier automatically crossed my mind.

Nothing really happened earlier, except that I mistakenly held Cole's hand inside his popcorn box! I know! Totally cliche because I have my own popcorn too but I really forgot i've put it on the left arm of my chair! Since Cole also put it in his left side too, and me, overwhelmed by the movie, didn't expect i'll made contact with his hands!

Oh that's not the only thing that's happened! He just stared at me and sweet mother of pearl, he intertwined my right hand with his left hand and put it above his thigh!

I didn't had the time to ask if he's pranking me or what because he just smiled at me and went back to the movie. So when the movie finished, he said he'll buy us drinks so I took the time thinking wtf just happened back there.

I'M GOING NUTS IF NO ONE WILL TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON IN HERE RIGHT NOW!

I'm serious!

"I haven't bought any drinks earlier in the movie because they're out of supplies so don't deny that you're not even thirsty Jess." His face became serious as he looked at me deeply with those eyes. Unsure if i'll take it or not, I instantly bit my lip in which his eyes followed!

Dammit!

I looked away immediately, my heart's having a marching band. Is it okay for him? To hold my hand just like that? That easy? Is he doing these things normally? Or had he thought of me like I intentionally did it to him to think i'm an easy woman?

I just don't know what to think anymore. And to think that he's done this to everyone else before or any girl he likes or he wants in Amsterdam is kinda...freaking me out. I don't know.

"Okay. I'll drink it so we can leave." My consciousness level raised from 50 percent to 101 percent! I took the cola and gulped it all down as my mind wandered in his hands again, feeling that stupid butterflies fly in my stomach again.

If I had hands inside my belly, I should've caged them by now but, this feeling, added by this stupid mind, it's making me crazy. I usually think about things a lot but this time, it had effects. Different exotic effects.

The last time I felt something going on in my stomach is when I ate too much from last night's party Vince and I had attended. But that's different kind of stomach problems.

This time, it's like i'm going to have a dysmenorrhea but it's tickling me, a pee but not really one, it's like...it's crazy that I don't even know how to describe it. And now, as I think about how his eyes would switch from the movie to our intertwined hands, the butterflies will go crazy again. Over and over again.

Holy shit. I never felt like this before.