The way this french blonde guy stared at me wide-eyed reminded me of how Oscar usually stared each time I tried on a new dress. Ah, Oscar! I thought of him again! Why wouldn't I? I was really in love with him.
I subconsciously smiled and that gave Mr french blonde guy the wrong idea.
"Hey, don't fall for me!" He said and that brought me out my thoughts.
"What?" I stared blankly at him. "Excuse me? Who's falling for who now?" I attempted to fold my hands when I realized he still held onto me. "And let go of me!"
"You still have to apologize." He said and I looked aside in guilt. "Are you trying to run again?"
"Look, I'm sorry!" I apologized. "I didn't think a person would be lying under the sheets and accidentally sat on you. Forgive me?" I waited for a response but he didn't respond.
I looked up only to see him blushing.
"Wait man, are you really blushing right now?" I asked but he let go and turned the other way.