Then, I gaze at him, confused when he suddenly confesses his feelings. Could it be he's getting pressure when seeing my reaction? And if so, then it's his fault why he asks me that. And now he likes me. Wait… I'm confused, does he play with me just because he notices my feelings?
"Ya! Christian, are you sure you like me?" I ask, crossing my arms whilst my eyes gaze at him.
He sighs, grabbing my wrist as he pulls me and walking back to my apartment without answering my query.
"Answer me," I whine, stopping my track whilst stomping my feet.
He glances at me, sighing as he walks closer to me and ruffles my hair while smiling at me.
"It's getting cold." He mutters, rubbing his hand against my freezing hand.
"Yeah, but answer my question," I say, yanking my hand away from his hand before pointing at him.
He slowly nods, reaching my wrist as he grasps around it before we both walk back to my apartment.
