Hopeless
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- “HEY WAIT”
- “‘Hey’”I freeze. His voice is without a doubt directed at me now.I still can’t distinguish between butterflies or a stomach virus, but either way I’m not fond of the way that voice penetrates right to the pit of my stomach. I stiffen and slowly turn around, all of a sudden aware that I’m nowhere near as confident as my past would lead me to believe.He’s holding two sacks down at his side with one hand while he rubs the back of his neck with his other hand. I’m really wishing the weather were still shitty and rainy so he wouldn’t be standing here right now. He rests his eyes on mine and the look of contempt from inside the store is now replaced with a crooked grin that seems a bit forced in our current predicament. Now that I have a closer look at him, it’s apparent the stomach virus isn’t the root of the sudden stomach issues. It’s simply him.Everything about him, from his tousled dark hair, to his stark blue eyes, to that… dimple, to his thick arms that I just want to reach out and touch.
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