Somehow Love is Found (BWWM)

Chapter 21: What We Are

"Love is abstract. It is something you cannot touch nor cannot carry"
― Aril Daine

I freshened up, wearing a black miniskirt, a white turtleneck sweater and black heels. 

I fixed my hair into a fro and then wore minimal makeup.

Grabbing my clutch, I then headed downstairs.

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Lunch was a quiet affair.

Refael had fixed us some pasta and juice.

I sat down and ate quietly.

"You're so beautiful."

I opened my mouth to speak, but no sound came and I just ended up looking like a dying fish.

He laughed, poking my face.

"Why are you being weird?" he asked.

I closed my mouth.

I was speechless.

There was nothing I could say.

He glanced at his watch.

"Okay, so we could go to the mall or to the park. What would you rather?" he asked.

"The park," I said.

He clapped.

Flipping him off, I walked away, my heels clicking on the tile.

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We walked to the park.

You'd think it was a bad idea, what with heels and all.

Nah.

I'm used to them.

When I was younger, I used to love coming to the park to calm myself.

Now I just lash out at people to relieve my stress.

In retrospect, I really did become a terrible person.

I was walking quietly, lost in my thoughts when I saw him just staring at me.

"What?" I said, giggling.

"What, I can't look at you?" he asked, smiling shyly.

I blushed.

Goodness.

I took the time to look at him carefully.

His hair was brushed back neatly and he wore a white T-shirt with black jeans. He wore a black earring as well. His hand held the perfect accessory, my hand.

We looked like those couple goals everyone gushed about.

But we weren't a couple.

"What are we Octy?" he asked.