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"Come on, let's go," he says as he takes my hand.
When did we become comfortable with touch?
"We're are we going?" I ask, confused.
"It's a surprise," He says, smiling at me.
We attend the last class of the day and he doesn't leave my side. Even when we get out of the room, he stays with me.
"Are you afraid I'll agree to helping them?" I finally ask him as we walk out.
He looks at me and then back to the front.
"No, I just want to paint with you," He shrugs.
"We're painting together?" I ask, surprised.
He wants to spend time with me?
"Yes, we are. Unless you want to do it alone?" He asks, seriously.
"No!" I blurt out a little to soon, making his lips curl as he opens the door to the university's store for me. I enter thanking him.
"Why are we here?" I ask as I follow him.
"For paints," He says and picks up paintbrush packets from the hook.
"Oh," Is all that I say.
He turns and frowns looking at me.
"What?" My words come out in a whisper.
"You don't seem quite happy," He says raising his eyebrow.
"No no no, I am happy It's just.. forget it," I say.
"Okay.." He says, unsure.
There's a akward silence between us until he says something.
"Go pick up whatever you need. Paints, canvases, anything. My treat." He says and my eyes light up.
"You sure?" I confirm.
"Mhm," He nods and goes back to picking up a spatula this time.
I smile and turn to look at the tubes of paint behind us.
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I've been looking around the store for awhile now and now, I'm at the back of the store looking for canvases.
I'm looking at the canvases on the wall decided which size I should get.
I get startled when I feel arms wrap around my waist.
"Why hello there, pretty girl," A guy says.
At first I thought it was Dylan but once I turn around I knew it wasn't him.
"U- um, hi?" I say a little scared and confused.
"Wanna help me with something and come to my house?" He asks with a smirk on his face.
"U- um n- no thank you," I say backing up into the wall.
He follows me until my back hits the wall.
I have no were to go now.
He puts his arms on either side of me, trapping me in.
My breathing starts getting heavy and faster.
"L- leave me alone, p- please," I say, tears forming in my eyes.
He takes his hand and trails it down my face.
"C'mon pretty girl, come home with me," He says as his hand reaches my chin.
He gets closer to me and whispers in my ear, "You'll get a nice treat."
That's when I lose it.
I punch him in nose and he pounces back, groaning.
I start scooting away slowly.
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