In Which She Suddenly Hated
It was becoming uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable. Or at least that's what she tried to tell herself. He wasn't staring at her because he liked her in any way, shape or form, but to make her feel unsettled under his gaze.
She pretended his gaze didn't have her stomach doing cartwheels and she wasn't flattered at all. So she tells herself.
She's probably wouldn't thinking too much into if he didn't have to turn around to see her. But he did. He needed to turn at least a 90 degree angle, going out of his way to look at her.
"Stop it!" She'd tell him but he'd only make some funny face at her to cover his slip-up. Because he knew that his icy stare made her squeamish and maybe that was his intention all along.
The past few weeks has been different for them though. The major crush she thought she had on him, simmered down to almost nothing. Almost. She still got mini butterflies when he smiled at her and when he'd bump his shoulder against hers, it made her heart skip a beat. It just wasn't as intense.
The atmosphere between them wasn't flirty, electric but strained a bit. When she full-on crushed on him, it was easy to laugh at everything he said. Now she was constantly giving him the what-the-fuck face and she's sure he took it offensively.
She no longer thought of scenarios where they were together instead it was her hitting his car and stealing his Veggie Straws.
This was the tragic stage whenever she liked a guy. The stages all varied from what she wanted from the guy. If she future-relationship liked him, it went from volcanoes in stomach to stick your car in my garage and then you're not the one. You're not the one was the tragic stage she currently was in right now.
It made her all grumpy, which was why she had the urge to run over his car right now.
Don't be a dick. But it was very hard not to be especially when he offered her some chips and she practically devoured the whole bag, leaving him five pieces at the bottom. Or like when he had orange juice and she demanded he give her some because she felt for it. No please or anything, she smiled gratefully and said thank you though.
And it was like something changed, when she felt his stare on her. She ignored it. When he'd attempt to start conversation with her in the halls, she avoided walking near him. To the point when he would eventually pass her, she'd purposely look another direction.
She didn't really wanna be an ass to him, it was just built in her mechanism whenever the guy appeared to be not the one. And it wasn't like he wasn't a catch, a bit on the short side but he was pretty hot and a former football player.
She'd be stupid not to bag him. But that's all it'd every be, she couldn't commit to something when she didnt feel it. Yunno, the moment every girl yearned for. Or nearly every.
And this was the end of it. Her liking of a boy she had no right to like. Well technically he didn't belong to anyone so she could like him if she really wanted to. At some point she did but now she wasn't so sure.
She sat peeking up at him through her lashes, what attracted her to him in the very beginning?
It was hard to tell now her interest in him deflated instantly. And this was her problem with every guy she attempted to like. Maybe it was just the way she felt, the way only they could make her feel. The power of lust fueled the fire as well, that's probably all it'll every come down to.
Lust. It was the start of everything, the pure reason she found the guys attractive. It blinded her. But it was programmed in her head already, he was still an appeal to her, even with his new fucked up hair cut. The attraction would forever be embedded in her pants, no matter how hard she tried for it not to affect her.
And now she knew what she really was feeling, her heart sank alittle at the thought.
Maybe it wasn't like at all.
Wassup, thanks for reading. Uhh this shot took a long time to write so the inspiration came from a vary of many places such as songs, my feelings & Dean Winchester in season 10 episode 2 (Supernatural). And maybe this one was more personal than the others. Anyways, yeah, I think I'm gonna end this scene here - start something new. I hope you enjoyed this :*
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