The Quiet One

"Ayo, Eric pass!" Don't look. Don't look. Don- i pulled out of my trance by a hard thump coming from behind me. I quickly turn. "Oh shit dude , are you okay?" My eyes immediately land on Justin , who's rubbing the back of his head while he tries to get up.

His friends run to his aid. All i did was do exactly what i didn't want to do. Stare. Because i know its not so easy pulling away from him. His eyes meet mine as his friend pulls him up. I freeze , for a moment i feel like I'm floating.

He smirks , i blush. I start to entertain myself by looking at floor. Gosh, im so embarrassed , for what?, his the one that fell and hit his head. I cover my mouth as the thought of what just happened finally kicks in.

When i look up again, his in front of me. Towering over me. Staring at me. What the fuck?. "You laughing at me ,Gilbert?" He says. My god , those green eyes. He smirks and my eyes fall to his lips. His perfectly shaped, probably soft , plum , luscio...."uhm...." He pulls me out of my pool of thoughts with those words. I try to say something but just ended up laughing instead.

"You checking me out??" He moves closer. No , your close enough. "Uhm..no ....your ugly..i mean ...what?..no" i don't know what I'm saying , my lips feel numb. I swallow that rock in my throat, cleared my throat then leaned against my locker "i mean ....whatssup?" I nod my head towards him. Wow, your a loser. I forgot my locker is open so while i leaned on it, it took me by surprise and started closing.

I dropped my books as my hands fell back with me, just as i was ready to slide down and embarrass myself. I felt hands around my waste. I look up and adjusted my glasses to look at him properly. His eyes are fixed on mine. That feeling of floating came back. No this time im flying. "I have to go.." He says. "Sure, yeah , me too." i respond but we didn't move. I didn't want to move. I like flying.