Wanting Her

Chapter 4

-HER-

I get up lazily and Em practically dragged me out the cafeteria.

Emmy and I make my way to our lockers to get our book for the next class.

"Lay, you'll be fine! Stop with that face." Emmy says with a chuckle.

I glare death at her and says goodbye and stating that we'll meet after class is finished.

I walk myself to class. As I arrive, I can see that the class is filling up to the front and I make my way at the back class beside the window. I stare at the window long enough until Mrs Elliot starts her class.

"Good evening class. I'm Mrs Elliot. For today's class I'm going to-" She stops mid sentence as a certain someone come to the class.

Someone that has made my calm self can't control her own heart by the sight of him.

"Yes, Mr King. Please have a seat. I didn't expect to see you. Have a seat."

Everyone in the class practically look his way as he enters the class. He's somewhat hard to look away.

I know, people, I know. So stop looking his way.

I can hear my heart thumps loudly and I find myself hard to breathe. I look at him only to see him already has his eyes staring at me. I inhale a deep breath to catch my breath. It beats more furiously as I see that he's walking towards me. He walks to the back of the class and sit next to me.

He sits next to me.

Oh my gosh. Calm. Calm.

I instantly feel his warmth. As he finds his seat, Mrs Elliot continue talking about the syllabus and the guideline as well as what she expects us to achieve in this class. I can't focus on anything right now.

I can't believe my eyes that Ethan is in this class with me. And he's sitting right next to me when there are other seats available.

I can see it from the corner of my eyes that he is not focusing either. Because he's staring at me.

Please look away. I don't know what I'll do if he keeps doing it.

Maybe jump on him. Or kiss him.

I can feel his heated gaze and I know my face has turned pink.

He's doing things to me.

Until of course I can't stand it anymore.

"Why, is there something on my face?" I touch my face without knowing where any potential dirt might be on my face. I stare at him with pleading eyes and a frown in hope that he will help me get the dirt of my face.

He chuckles a little. The sound coming off of him make the butterflies in my stomach flutters.

"You think this is funny?" I ask with a confuse face.

"What? No, I'm sorry. I mean no offend." But still smiling.

"Then help me, is something on my face?" I urge him again.

This time he answers.

"No, there's nothing on your face. You're beautiful." He too looks stunned like he couldn't believe he let the words fall out his mouth.

His voice is like a whisper but every words and syllabus was heard by my ear. God gracious. I was so shocked by his words I practically gape at him with wide eyes.

He lifts a finger under my chin and push gently so that my mouth is close. His eyes soften when he looks at me and smirks.

He's beautiful.

Even smirking is good on his face.

I blink and clears my throat. "What?" I ask again eventhough I heard it crystal clear the first time.

He chuckles slowly.

God, I love it I want to hear more of it. I could bathe in it.

"You're beautiful, Lana. You always have been since the first time I saw you." He stares at me with intensity.

But even that couldn't stop that the train of thoughts invading my mind.

'Why me?', 'Is he attracted to me?', 'He thinks I'm beautiful?'.

My cheeks warm and I just stare at him without any word. Mrs Elliot broke the spell.

"Mr King and Ms Andrews I didn't expect you to be talking back there. Last warning".

Everyone at the front look our way instantly. I feel a slump in my throat as I feel many eyes and whispers as they look back at us. Luckily, I'm a master at keeping a straight face.

I'm the first to tore my eyes. My cheeks has turn from pink turn to crimson red with Mrs Elliot's comments. Even with Mrs Elliot's warning, I can still feel that he does not waver even little bit.

He just keeps staring at me.

I suck in a deep breath to calm my furious heart. I stare at the front with my thoughts fill with him.

Ethan.