Just An Acquaintance. (coming soon)
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"I’m scared," he whispered, trying to catch his breath.
"What! Don't tell me you're afraid of the dark," I asked amused with the situation at hand.
"No that's not what I’m afraid of," he whispered, his breath fanning my face. I could feel my heart literally skip a beat, that's how weak this boy made me.
And I’ve only known him for a week.
"Oh, really. Then what are you afraid of?" I asked breathless, his lips were very distracting at the moment because they were so close to mine. I could almost feel them.
Almost feel them.
His eyes looked at my face for a very long time, he was inspecting every minute detail, trying to memorize it off by heart. It was as if he couldn't get enough of me.
Then he said with a husky voice, “I’m afraid of what I’m going to do right now. It would take all of my strength to not do it and right now I don't want to fight it."
His speech left me tongue-tied. He was determined that was for sure, but then what he did next shocked me.
Mainly because he sniffed my hair and as if that wasn’t embarrassing enough he burst out laughing afterwards.
“It…smells…like…oil,” he said whilst dying on the floor with laughter.
BOYS! Can’t live with them and you certainly can't be with them.
It’s not like I wanted him to kiss me or anything.
It’s not like I wanted him to grab my arms and confess his undying love to me.
He was just an acquaintance.
At least that was what I was telling myself.
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