Chapter.5.2-His Eyes On My Butt*

"Ehm!" He cleared his throat and frowned, I was looking at him through the rearview window. "Ivory is innocent and childish, if she says something she doesn't mean it. She is like an innocent person who loves everyone." So he began talking to me or more like bragging about his sister like I didn't know her. She loves everyone, when?

"I didn't expect you to act this childish." His voice raised a little. Wait! So it was okay that his evil sister is childish, but it's wrong for me to be childish? Was that even fair?

"I didn't say anything to her," I mumbled, feeling the heat in my veins. I would always feel hot in my head during arguments, but my self-restraint was strong. In order to not upset him or anyone else, I've kept my anger under control. For me, my image was very important. I felt like I needed to keep everyone happy or they will think I was a bad person. I was desperate for the world's approval of my character.

"Now you are going to lie on my face? First, you said Ken bullied you, I believed you and now you are telling me that Ivory is lying?" He grabbed the steering tightly and put pressure on it.

Wait! Wait! Why was I listening to him? It's not like I owe him something. He was my crush, I get it, but that doesn't give him a right to accuse me of a lie that his sister made up.

No, Giselle, what are you thinking? You shouldn't upset him; you love him remember?

I was holding my bag's strap tightly in my fist, trying to calm myself.

"Say something." He yelled, shaking me up on my spot. I've never talked to him after we grew up and this was the kind of conversation we were having right now.

"Stop the car," I muttered under my breath, closing my eyes tightly and feeling my ears turning hot.

"What?" He questioned, he honestly didn't hear me. "Giselle?" He pulled me back from my own imaginary hell where I was burning with anger.

I opened my eyes and felt relieved after hearing my name from his mouth.

"I said, you are right." I retracted from my own words, "she must have heard it wrong, but I didn't say anything wrong to her." I took a U-turn, despite the three-day struggle of not dreaming about him, I failed when heard him calling my name for just once.

"Hmm," he loosened his grip from the steering, "I'm sorry if I was being rude to you." He lowered his voice and whispered in his sweetest tone. See, it was easy to calm him down, all I needed to do was to just agree with him.

"It's okay. I understand." Even though I was mad, raging, and burning in the fire that has started in my heart, I lied. I can't upset him, I need to show him that my love for him was above everything and that no one can ever love him as I do.

"You are the first girl who said that to me. Otherwise girls these days, no matter what you do for them, they always have a reason to complain and even cry about it." He smiled, his compliment soothed my soul. At least something good came out of this fight between. I had crushed my ego, my self-esteem for him and it was worth it.

"I'm sorry for ditching you that night. I owe He smiled, his compliment soothed my soul. At least something good came out of this fight between.

Wow! Thanks Ivory.

"Thanks." But my lack of speech would always bring me back to zero. Instead of expanding the conversation I always ended up finishing it before it even began.

He parked the car and waited for me to come out. We went inside together, matching paces. Those few steps that we took together we're going to brighten up my mood for the whole day.

"Aunt Lauren?" I mumbled, after I quickly took a shower and slid in my Pajama, I head towards the kitchen after Lauren.

"Hm?" she didn't turn around to see me or greet me. I could totally conclude her anger was at justice, she never wanted her son to be with someone, who wouldn't love him like he dwarves to be loved.

"I know you are mad at me and I am sorry. It is just the failure really impacted my emotions that night. And guess what happened in the car today? We talked for the first time." I cheered and waited for her reaction. A tear rolled down her cheek as she closed her eyes.

"Aunt Lauren, did I hurt you this bad?" I made her turn to me and watched her face.

"Giselle, I know I am always forcing you, but you two will be perfect. I can't trust any other girl, he will see the good in you." she smiled through tears, I was happy to have a major vote on my side.

"He will." I smiled, hugging her.

"But don't ever give up again," she reassured with a smile.

"I won't," I mumbled, after chatting with her for a few more minutes, I went inside my room to grab some rest. I laid on my stomach, the most relaxed position.

As I was laying down, I had a feeling that I was being watched. Unaware of Tucker standing at the door, his eyes at my butt, which vibrated every time I slammed my feet together, I neglected the feeling for a few minutes and then finally turned my face towards the door. My heart skipped a beat as my eyes caught Tucker staring at my butt.

"You should knock first," I said with hesitation, not looking at him and nervously getting up.

"Why?" He shrugged his shoulders like it was nothing. Obviously, for him it was nothing but for me being a shy girl, I considered it a big deal, but acting wisely, I let go of the topic quickly. Causing an issue was going to make me look desperate and boring girl.

"Nice room." He scanned everything, walking slowly in my room from wall to wall like he hadn't been there before.

"Thanks," I murmured, tugging a strand of hair behind my ear. I rolled off the bed and postured straight even when I was feeling goosebumps all over my skin.

"Giselle!" He exhaustedly turned to stand face to face with me and smiled.

"Yeah?" My heart beating loudly in my chest, I bet he could hear my voice turning weak.

"Are you always this shy and silent or you just lose your tongue in front of me?" He said it very confidently and looked me deep in my eyes.

So had been noticing my every little move, I wonder why.

"I am always like this," I replied, playing with my fingers.

"You are so stupid." He laughed like it was a joke to him. The smile on my face went missing instantly, everything I do is stupid for him. Since I've been trying hard to portray myself as this innocent, shy girl, who was too good to do anything evil, him calling me stupid really made me think what kind of girls were his type.