COLLISION ➳ JACK GILINSKY

Chapter Nineteen.

The next days after that, I allowed myself to think about all of those things that I had blocked myself from the moment that he held me in his arms. I didn't know what else to do but to avoid him, while I'm in the process of trying to figure out what in the world was happening. He was confused by the fact that I didn't even want to look at him after the moment we shared. He kept on asking if he did anything wrong, and that whatever it was, he was sorry, once again. He wanted me to talk to him, but I couldn't. I am confused as well. Even more confused than he is, I would say.

I'm confused on how my feelings just drastically changed about him all of a sudden. I didn't dare to look at him, because I couldn't stop my heartbeat whenever I did. It felt like it was going 100 miles per hour, about to shoot out of my throat. Whenever he touched me, I didn't have the urge to remove his hand away from me anymore, but I wanted him to keep his hands exactly where they were, around me. That smug look and smirk that he wore, no longer annoyed me, but it drew me in.

A thousand feeling coursed throughout my entire body, whenever I was near him or even at the mention of his name. I have never experienced so many emotions since - just since everything that had happened, and I didn't know how to deal with it. There has been a bunch load of people that came across my path, and Jack was the one to make me feel again.

I wasn't this emotionless girl that was broken by her past and spoke through her music. I was a girl whom felt this fire inside of her again, brave enough to fight and not let anyone step on her anymore.

Every time I was informed that I had to go out in public to act like a couple with Jack, I felt... happy. The scowl that I usually wore when I got the messages, wasn't there. The groan that escaped my lips when I thought about having to see him again, wasn't there. Instead, a small grin crept upon my face, and I found myself wanting to dress to impress. Not to impress the cameras, but him..

I was currently on my way to meet Jack at the Starbucks nearby, because who doesn't love Starbucks? He had offered to drive me, but I didn't know if I could handle being in such a small space, with all my different emotions floating around, without wanting to open the car door and just leap out onto the street.

I sucked in a huge breath, debating whether or not I should go in or not, because I know that when I saw him, my feelings would skyrocket, and that would leave me more confused than ever.

I walked inside anyways, no matter if it was the best thing for me or not, and I froze once I saw him sitting on the stool, sipping on his favorite drink. He wore a tank top, that displayed his impeccable muscular arms perfectly. His hair set perfectly on his head, and all I wanted to do was run my fingers through it. He squeezed his eyes shut for a brief second, the crinkles on his forehead and the side of his eyes, showed. He looked as cute as ever, but yet, also.. hot.

I guess I was too busy staring at him, and questioning myself why I was now pleased by his appearances, to notice that he was now standing in front of me.

"I know I'm hot and all, but you should stop drooling. People are looking," he spoke, and I didn't roll my eyes nor scoff at his cocky response, because I knew that it was true. I couldn't take my eyes off of him, and that bothered me.

He gripped onto my hand, pulling me towards his table, sending electrical shocks up and down me. I yanked myself from his grip, not wanting to feel anymore feelings I was feeling toward him right now.

His expression showed that he was hurt from my reaction, and I felt hurt too, seeing him like that. "Why are you doing this?"

"Doing what?" I asked, as if I was oblivious to what he was implying, but in fact, I know exactly what he was talking about.