Simp for me.

Out & About

"Look me in the eyes and say it. I don't believe you."

I was entranced by his features, his soft eyes, although full of pain and anguish, had a hint of desperation to them. Desperation towards me.

"Say it." He demanded, his voice getting more and more stern as the conversation carries on, time passing, still I didn't say anything.

I couldn't stop looking at him, staring. He absolutely caught on, a reaction he receives frequently.

"Say it." He repeated again, finally I broke and grunted, propping the phone up so he could still see me as I spoke.

"You can't expect me to listen to you when you couldn't answer a simple fucking question!" I wasn't screaming, I would never scream, but the frustration and sadness was evident in my voice.

"Do you know what else is an answer? Saying 'I don't know' that's an answer! That's better than fucking silence!" I couldn't hold back, my emotions had taken the better of me all night, they had finally gotten all of me.

"I would've accepted that, I would've accepted that you actually hate me! But keeping me in silence after I asked you a question I was clearly filled with anxiety about? What the fuck is that?!" I finished, my head falling as the anger disappeared and all that was left was anxiety and sadness.

"I asked something, I expected any answer at all. I begged you for anything besides silence, but that's all I got." We sat in silence again, not anxiety-filled like last time, calm. I had said my piece, he understood better, it was calm.

"I don't know how I feel. I like talking to you and I think you're gorgeous, but we just met. I don't know you yet." I nodded, I understood, and that's why I was hesitant to ask, I knew it was early, but I couldn't help myself.

"I know you've watched my videos for a long time, but I have only known you a few days, I would like to get to know you though." I agreed with him, he wanted to get to know me and that was alright with me, but I was still upset. I still wish he would've said this earlier.

"I understand. I can't promise I won't get jealous if you flirt with other girls like you flirt with me." I heard a soft chuckle from the other side of the call, his small smile bringing a smile to my own face.

"I can't promise I won't get jealous if you talk about any other guy." I smiled wider at his rosy cheeks, my own blush coming into play. I could still see his face, I could try to read his emotions, not very easy.

"I know you just met me and you don't know if you are interested in me, but I'm interested in you. Please be straightforward with me, I can take it, I just need honesty." We talked a lot out, laughed a lot, and figured out we agree on a lot of things, particularly how to move forward from here.

"Can we stay on the phone? You said to call if I had trouble sleeping. I'm having trouble sleeping." He said, a fake snore leaving his mouth, causing a quiet giggle to leave mine. I nodded and smiled at him, taking the phone with me to my bed, plugging it in, then sitting it up so he could still see me as I laid down in the bed.

"Are you gonna judge me?" I looked at him confused, judge him for what? I reached over and grabbed my favorite stuffed animal, Bell, a bunny, and cuddled with her as I looked back at the screen.