[Zoe's POV]
[Their Relationship]
"Hi."
"Hi."
I smiled at Lawrence, who was standing in front of my door, holding a box that was oozing of delicious aroma.
It must be food.
I shifted one foot from another, trying hard to dispersed the awkwardness between us to no success.
"Here, as an apology for the way I acted yesterday." Lawrence handed me the food, and I couldn't help but stare suspiciously at him.
"Don't worry . . . it doesn't have any drugs in it," he said, laughing a bit.
I broke into a smile. He must be pertaining to the first time that we've met.
"It's not that, silly. I . . . I wanted to tell you something," I started.
"Shoot, what is it?"
Lawrence smiled, and I gave him a timid smile in return.
"Lawrence . . ."
I hesitated and breathed a mouthful of air to calm my nerves. My fingers were cold as I clutched them tight.
