Stranded Together

Chapter 18

🟣Blake's POV🟣

Why would a guy like him like you anyway?

Why would he go for someone like you?

I stare at my reflection on my locked phone screen as Gabe's words replay in my head over and over again.

Someone like you.

Someone like me.

What did he mean someone like me?

A girl that doesn't give a damn about makeup and hair products?

A girl that can't take a step in heels without falling flat on her face?

Is that what he meant?

A girl that doesn't walk around dressed like a hoe.

A girl that doesn't jump on guys, and actually knows the meaning of amour propre.

Well screw Gabe. I don't give a shit what he thinks about me.

I can get any guy I want.

I feel my heart clench at my own lie. The truth is painful and hurts on the inside.

Who am I kidding? I can't talk to guys, let alone flirt with them. I stutter and blush whenever a guy so much as smiles at me.

I'd like to think that I'm a confident person. I can come up with a mean and sarcastic comeback while I can also deliver a strong knockout punch. I can easily protect myself and stand up to a bully when needed. I'm not afraid to give someone a piece of my mind, especially when they're in the wrong or just simply being an ass wipe.

I can handle that.

But what I can't handle is compliments.

Or attractive guys for that matter.

And when the two are combined, I turn into a potato. A very unattractive abnormal potato with green patches and those weird looking spiky things.

But to be frank, the two never seem to combine. The only guy that's ever bluntly complimented me in a flirtatious way was Ryker earlier this afternoon.

It certainly seems odd that an attractive guy like him would flirt with me out of the blue.

I know that Gabe dared me to get his number, but to be honest I wasn't expecting Ryker to actually comply. I was going to pretend that he did however just to prove Gabe wrong.

If Gabe hadn't interrupted us, would Ryker have given me his number?

It seems as if he would have.

But why would he go for someone like me?

Someone like me?

Someone like you.

Gabe's words are haunting me. They are all I could think about.

Was Ryker really talking to me out of pity?

Did he see me fall and think I was some nut job that needed help?

Did he notice my stuttered words and heated cheeks and think I was some shy little girl?

I don't know.

And it hurts not knowing.

But not as much as Gabe's words.

I know that I shouldn't let this get to me, and that it's just plain stupid.

But I'm a girl- overthink is what we do.