I blushed again, my eyes failing to meet his. With his soft, dreamy eyes looking at me like he's staring right into my soul. Before this, I never had trouble holding eye contact with him. But now? I'm just blushing all the time, like the shy girl everybody perceives me to be.
His gaze seems different from before. I don't really know how to explain it but it's like all he sees in his eyes is me. Nothing else.
"Char?" Tom asks cautiously when I didn't say anything and just kept looking down at the floor at my feet.
His hand goes around my shoulders as he leans sideways into my shoulder, rubbing it slightly but comfortingly.
"I don't want us to be shy around each other. If it's awkward, we could go back to just being friends. I don't mind." he says softly and I could hear the sadness in them.
I slowly turned and leaned my head on his as I touched his hand on my shoulder. "No, I don't want that. I just like you so much that I don't know what to do."