"What are you doing here?" I asked in worried way. We're now here outside.
I've seen his car on the parking lot and he's damn patiently waiting for me. He even sleep inside his car for fuck sake!
"Waiting for you," He answered casually like waiting isn't a big deal to him.
His both hands are on his pockets while leaning on his car. He looked cool in his leather jacket and his denim pants. He also fixed his hair in a messy where the strands are falling on his forehead. In short, he looked hot!
I tried my best not to get intoxicated with his look but damn, his smell was addicting! I even blushed thinking that I'm smelling him like crazy here!
"Why didn't you call or even text me? I'm sure you have your phone with you, it's freezing here. You might catch a cold," I said in a worried voice.
Of course, getting sick isn't easy. And It will just add up to his problems, I didn't want him to suffer more also.
