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Jack Gilinsky's POV.

I walk off in the other direction, with the thought of turning back and embracing her and pouring my heart out. But I didn't. I put my hood over my head and shoved my hands in my pockets. I walked out of the school and headed towards my group of "friends". They were are leaned against a tree smoking cigarettes and laughing. Ben saw me and he waved me to come over to them. I walked over and joined them leaning against the tree. They all greeted me and went on with their conversations.

Most of the time I just laughed along and then someone asked, "Gilinsky aren't you gonna take a smoke?" Inside I was screaming no. But I nodded and got out my vapors. They all smiled and carried on. I couldn't stop thinking about Casey the entire time.

The way she reads with her light brown eyes fixed on the words and plot. When the wind blows her light brown hair and she pulls away the unwanted strands of hair that remain in her face. The way her faced turned red after I kissed her cheek. Her fingers played perfectly on the piano. But why'd she come back and make things complicated for me. I need to stick with this. So people don't come near me or ask or talk to me.

The group laughs and one of them ask, "Gilinsky what are you thinking about over there?" I fake a laugh and say, "Nothing important man." They all nod and carry on. I sigh and look at the floor.. This is my life.

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ooohhh a gilinsky pov okay so I'm going to be updating slowly because I feel like of no ones reading then what's the point so when this chapter gets at least 25 reads I'll update

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