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Post by elizabeth keighle on Jan 10, 2010 18:36:09 GMT
I stood for a minute, watching him as he walked back to the bar. Everyone falls out eventually, I thought blankly. What was he doing anyway? It didn't look as if he was going to stop. My eyes followed him as he picked up the drink looking rather annoyed. Eh? Did I see that right? He dumped the whole drink in the bin rather aggressively. I stepped back, not sure what his next move would be, but he seemed to be coming back to me. I got ready turn away if he tried to hit me again for being such a bitch to him. But then he stopped and asked me if I believed him now. This whole thing was quite awkward, and I didn't exactly know what to say. Ehh... I don't know. Do I believe him?
I think so. I replied, leaning back a bit.
There was something about Jay that made me feel strange. In some ways, he was like my best friend, in some ways he was like my worst enemy, and in some ways he was like my crazy stalker boyfriend. This was probably the reason why I was uneasy around him. I didn't know if he was going to smile, slap or kiss me (though I highly doubt he'd kiss me). I half-laughed in a high pitched tone, when I really felt like I wanted to scream. I glanced behind me, and then spoke.
How about we go sit over there? I asked, shakily. ooc;;sorry this post is all crappy. this is the first time i've posted in days. Dx i'll get there in the end.
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