I meet him at the right time. Or a completely wrong one, depending on the perspective you look from.
I am not the one to fall head over heels in love with someone and he is not the guy someone should even fall in love with.
But there are all the wit...
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❝ 'Cause every time we touch, it cuts the deepest,
but I don't wanna fall if it's not in love ❞
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Fai insists on going with me to the work. Sometimes he stays, sometimes he just drops me off and goes back home and comes to pick me up.
I told him all of this is unnecessary, but he doesn't even let me argue about this. He says he chooses to do this because he'd rather be over-protective than getting me hurt again.
But all of this is slightly making me paranoid, as well. I'm constantly looking over my shoulder. I constantly have a feeling as if someone's there. I know there's no one. But what if they are, though?
And so I can't do anything but accept that he cares too much about me to wander around in the night, even if it means that he doesn't get enough sleep and it's showing, although he never once complains.
I'm grateful for that and it makes me happy knowing that I have someone like him. I feel safer. I know he'd protect me, no matter what.
Things have changed a little between us. Our gazes became longer and filled with longing, our touches became sweeter, yet still desperate for each other and I think there are more kisses now. And a hell of a lot more making out when we have time for it.
There's not that much with my school and his job and we often just take a nap in the afternoon because, otherwise, we wouldn't function normally.
Tonight's a rowdy night. Which means there are a lot of customers and I already have my eyes on a few of them. I know that allowing men to touch you and tell you all kind of inappropriate stuff gives you more tips and I know that kind of behavior is appreciated, in some cases even expected, from the girls, but I don't allow it.
I can put on one hell of an act of sweetness and seductiveness, but I can also throw a mean punch. It wouldn't be the first time.
And one of the guys is really walking by the thread, standing out to me in particular. He's getting drunker and he's getting bolder every time I walk past or to their table. But I'm not concerned about it or him.
