The first day I met him, I flipped. Honestly, one look at him and I became a lunatic. It’s his eyes. Something in his eyes. They’re blue, and framed in the blackness of his lashes, they’re dazzling. Absolutely breathtaking. His smile is so bright. A smile that’s all for me. 

It was like the sun had taken over my brain. And boy did it glow. It made me feel good; warm inside. So much so that I just couldn’t stop smiling. The world stopped turning, the people around me faded into white noise. All I could think about was him. All I could do was stare. I didn’t know if he noticed or not, but when he caught me staring he smiled at me, and I swear the sky lit up.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” He asked suddenly.

I snapped out of it. I looked away from him quickly. I turned back towards him, embarrassed.

“Sorry!” I whispered, trying to hide my face.

He raised an eyebrow. “Is there something on my face?”

I shook my head. “No! Of course not,” I said quickly.

He chuckled.

My heart was beating too fast. I knew what this feeling was, I felt butterflies in my stomach, a warmth flooding my chest. That was the feeling I got whenever I was with him. My face grew even warmer.

He gave me a curious look. “You’ve been acting strange ever since we met.” He said.

Oh God no! He was going to figure it out! I panicked. If I told him, how would he feel? Would he be upset with me? How was I supposed to explain this?! Oh no, oh no, oh no. I can’t handle rejection. Not now.

“Well,” I started slowly. “It’s just... You...” My voice died down as my mind struggled to find a way to describe what exactly was happening.

He smiled at me, but I swore I saw concern behind those beautiful, mysterious blue eyes. “What is it?”

I took a deep breath. “You make me happy.” I blurted out, then immediately regretted saying it. I wanted to kick myself. This wasn’t how I planned to tell him. But before I could think any more about how stupid I sounded, I heard a soft chuckle coming from beside me.

I stared at him with wide eyes, confused. What the hell was he laughing at?!  Was he teasing me? Did I say something wrong again?
Then, a smile spread across his lips. I almost melted right there. I felt my heart swell inside my chest. That smile. That goddamn smile. It was contagious.
My heart pounded. I could barely breathe.  My throat felt dry and tight as I started to feel faint. I tried hard to force myself to stay calm.

“Is that so?” He said softly. I nodded hesitantly. He leaned closer. Our faces were only centimeters apart. He put a finger under my chin, tilting my head slightly to the side. A small smirk played on his lips. “How much happier will you be when I finally kiss you?”

His finger slid down my jawline, his hand lingering on my neck. I let out a shaky breath. Why was this making me feel so nervous? I thought I was prepared.  Why did his touch have such an effect on me?

I closed my eyes, my breath hitched when I felt a light press against my lips. The contact made every muscle in my body stiffen. When he pulled away, I opened my eyes. He stared back at me.
We were quiet for a few moments until my eyes drifted down to his mouth. Then, all thoughts left my head. I leaned forward once more, resting my hands on either side of his neck. He mirrors my actions, closing his eyes. We stayed in our positions until a loud buzzing sound tore us apart.

I blinked twice to get my bearings back. The buzzing was getting louder. I reached into my pocket, taking my phone out of my jeans and glancing at the screen. 11:57 AM. My eyes widened. Fuck, it was already time to go home!  I jumped off the couch and grabbed my stuff, running outside.

“Wait,” Finn shouted. “Where are you going?”

I paused, sorry for the lie I was about to say. “To work.” I really needed to go. “Look, I’ll see you later okay? I gotta run.”

Finn frowned, clearly unimpressed with my excuse. “Yeah. Sure.”

“Hey, Fin,” I looked back.

“Yeah.”

“Ten times happier,” I smiled.