Dancing On Thin Ice // KTH

Chapter 18

"Sorry Jules, but can you pull up?" Carmela said quickly, turning to her friend eagerly in her seat.

"What? Why??" Jules said, frowning with confusion.

"Well... I saw Tae. I need to talk to him."

"Didn't you guys just talk?"

"Yes, but I need to talk to him! Can you please just stop the car?"

"Fine, fine. You need to chill, girl."

"Sorry man, this fucking guy is literally turning me insane." Carmela sighed, thinking she'd never have imagined herself stopping her car just to talk to someone. It wasn't... her. 

"Oooooh, you got a thing for him or what?"

"UHM, NO. Whywouldyousaythat?!" Carmela spat, huffing and facing the front again as Jules laughed and stopped the car.

"Aight. Go get him."

"Jules! I just need to talk to him for a sec!" She whined but Jules winked at her.

Carmela groaned, adjusted her yellow tube top and stepped out of the car. She rubbed her sweaty hands on her waist-high jeans and moved the opposite way they were driving, towards Tae. She could see his curly hair and long body bent over on the bench, but she was still far. Ugh. She broke into a quick jog and thought over what she was going to say. Wait... what WAS she going to say? 

She slowed to a gradual stop, just a few feet away from the boy who was leaning back on the bench, with his head tilted forward and his dark eyes lost in thought. Carmela could see faint tear streaks that glinted in the sun as she shifted in her spot, unsure what to do. Why did she come here? She would probably start some sort of fight and he would just yell at her again and she wouldn't be able to keep her patience and then they would both get charged for ruthless murder but they couldn't even be arrested because they'd both be dead. Yep, let's go back now--

Tae turned his head and their eyes met. Carmela felt a shock through her as her eyes fluttered in embarrassment. Fuck, why did I come here. I must be insane. She scratched her arm awkwardly, as he sat up slowly in his seat.

"What do you want?" He said. He dropped his eyes from hers, ruining the electric moment and Carmela felt a hint of dissapointme-- NO, NO I DIDN'T. SHUT UP MIND.

"Um, well I just saw you here and I... I realized I lost my phone and I was gonna ask you..." She loudly cleared her throat as his eyes turned to her again. "Uhm, have you seen it?"

He gave her a weird look and scoffed, looking back at his hands. Wait, did he look dissapointe-- NO, NO HE DIDN'T. SHUT UP MIND.

Carmela stood there awkwardly, regretting her stupid decision. Shit, why'd she say that? Her phone was literally--

"Have you tried your back pocket? Its usually there." He said with his deep, smooth voice. It seemed jagged somehow, like it was slightly scratched.

"HEY you're right!! Hehehe, I'm really stupid sometimes, sorry! I--"

"Is that all you're here for? Your phone?"

"Yes! I mean... well, yeah."

"Okay. Well you found it. Now go."

He leaned back on the bench and lay his hands on his abdomen, closing his eyes. He looked so... peaceful. And why was he-- why the fuck was he so good-looking? Why do the all the hot guys have to be so annoying...

Carmela fumbled with her fingers and shivered from the afternoon breeze hitting her bare skin. Then she remembered that Jules was in the car. Fuck. She thought their conversation would go quickly and he would explain what the hell he was on about, but it didn't go exactly how Carmela had imagined it.