… *he lets go of her hand, and shuts his eyes* n-no. no. Katelynn i. i like you. really, really like you. y-you make me feel normal. you’ve give… given me strength to go after what i wanted a, and you’ve been nothing but kind to me b-but if you just want to stay my friend and only my friend please, tell me now. *opens his eyes and looks at her* because, i, i would be your boyfriend. if, if you wanted me to be. b-but if you just want me as a friend, that.. i can do that.
The room fell away from her then and there was no movie, no paint smell, no Roxy.
Just them.
She blushed deeply, bringing her hands up to her cheeks to attempt to hide it, looking away from him and fidgeting nervously. There was no way…No way he liked her..Like a boyfriend? She’d never had a boyfriend before. And he wanted to be her boyfriend? She couldn’t believe it. She wasn’t someone people tended to love.
Tears prickled the corners of her eyes. “I-If this is some joke..it isn’t funny…I’m..I’m not…the type people like..like that…”
j-joke? i… n-no, Katelynn no, *he reaches for her but it’s obvious he doesn’t know what to do; can he touch her now, or did he just ruin this? did he totally destroy the only thing that made him smile besides his art?* i-i’m not joking. why, why would i joke about this? i-i’m not bad, i’m not a joker about things like this…!
Jack Maple 