XAVIER'S POV
Was I dreaming?
The girl, I liked, after knowing everything I did, was kissing me.
My eyes were wide open. I mean, why isn't she leaving?
She should be terrified to be in the same house as a murderer.
I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't even realize, she had pulled away. Her pale cheeks were tainted red as she looked embarrassed.
"I-I am s-sorry. I didn't mean to do that. Oh God I'm so embarrassed.", She stuttered.
I realized, that I was the one who had embarrassed her. I made her feel like she shouldn't have done that. She got up to leave but when her head looked down, her eyes widened.
Her breaths became heavier as her hand covered her mouth. Panic written all over her face. It was then that I realized she was scared of heights.
Her breaths were ragged as I immediately got up and held her hand. Her fingers latched on tight.
Almost desperately.
"C-can we g-go inside pl-please?"
