"Just hold me a bit more!" Looking down at my broken shoe strap, I tried to focus on it but the scent of his Dunhil black kept me distracted. 'OH! This guy is hot! His biceps must be really strong". I mentally slapped myself holding his arm and tried to focus at the strap. 'Which brand is he wearing exactly, the texture of his shirt is so good' I tried to caress his arm a bit to feel the rough yet soft fabric. "Ehm! Hey you! Are you done drooling over my arm? Well.. I don't mind at all but you better want to know that the entire hallway is staring at us." His voice pulled me out of my daydreaming and as the stupid I am, I looked up and died (mentally). At a very dangerous distance of 2.96 inches were his forest green orbs boring into my brown ones with a hint of amusement in them. I always wanted to get lost in those green mysteries everytime we make an accidental eye contact and right now when he was literally staring a me, I felt like my hypothalamus stopped working. 'Oh my goodness! Is my tongue paralyzed or am I going in coma? What's happening to me. I can feel butterflies in my stomach. Soo....this is how those butterflies feel like.' I was tongue tied again. "You know what to do when everyone is staring at you?" I heard his voice again. It was a mere whisper but definitely for me. Again a bunch of catterpillars become butterflies in my stomach. I felt a churn in its pit so I peered at his lips moving dangerously close and words coming out like peppermint! Peppermint? His mouthwash maybe! Its intoxicatingly delicious. A chuckle in the background woke me up and I responded to Him... "What? I said but it came out like a whisper near his plump lips while I was trying to match the ups and downs of his chest with mine. His eyes turned deep green. They changed in a second and now I can see the hint of mischief in them. "Give them a show!"