Chapter Eleven.
Tyler stormed off. I do not know where to, but I had just told him about my dead family and the foster home I am in.
"Where are you going?" I ask, confused.
"Uhhh. To your house, to set your stupid foster family straight!" He yells back at me and continues to walk.
I sprint towards him, catching up with him in a few split seconds as he was only stomping his way down the path.
I threw my hand at him, grabbing his arm. Stopping him dead in his tracks.
"Why are you stopping me? Let go!" He yells at me, tugging to make me let go.
But I don't give up.
Tyler finally gives in and faces toward me. His face so close to mine, his breath against my skin gives my spine a shiver.
When the light merely brushes against his eyes, he looks like a god.
I don't realise it until now, but he's been looking me dead in the eye this whole time.
I can't help but let red just scramble up my cheeks. I can see Tyler bite his lip.
Can he see me blushing?
Of course he can you friggen idiot. My stupid mind laughs at me.
Thank god he brakes the tension in the air, I was starting to sweat.
But what he says doesn't make things any better.
"You're blushing... Why?"
The second my ears collide with those words, I am struck. Paralysed.
What do I say?