Chapter Twenty-Eight uploaded!!!
As he bowed his head and flicked the water, I realised my grip was still tightly on his waist, gripping his shirt as my fingers turned to prunes. I let go, nervously threaded my hair, and my teeth chattered.
"It's your turn to tell me something."
Pulling my lip between my teeth, I toyed with the water, trying to think of something.
"Something real," he insisted, and his eyes had me swimming in them, diving as far as they would allow. I suddenly wasn't scared anymore. Scared of whether I was skinny, good enough, and well-liked. The only thing I worried about was him disappearing and not being with me in a raw moment like this again.
It was then that I realised something had changed the day I first saw him across the school grounds. Kyle had gained every ounce of my attention, and I didn't care about anything or anyone else. It made me a traitor. It made me something I never thought I would be. But it was like he knew me, really knew me, when he didn't know me at all.
"I want to know everything about you, past that scary bad boy persona you try to portray."
Kyle straightened his posture, knitting his brows together, "So, you don't find me scary?" he asked.
I shook my head with a small smile, "Do you hate that? Is that why you are so mean to me and unwilling to tell me the truth for one split second."
His thumb reached my quivering lips, holding them still, and I swam in his stare as I fell into it, "If only you had noticed me before Olly showed up," he muttered. "Then I would have all the time in the world to tell you what you want to know, all my secrets and show you who I really am, but seeing as I don't, I'm not going to."
