"So please, please don't make things awkward." he pleads If only he knew the real reason I was being awkward around him, I'm starting to catch feeling for Jesus Foster. And he doesn't feel the same way... ——————————————————————
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Jesus and I turned on the TV, hoping something good was on. But of course, there wasn't.
"So, wanna come over for dinner?" Jesus asks, nudging my shoulder
"Mariana already asked me." I laughed
"Oh, well are you coming?"
"Why would I say no?" I questioned
"Just wondering." He smiled
I just looked into his big brown eyes, examining the beautiful boy that sat in front of me.
OMG NO! I need to stop this, I can NOT have a crush on Jesus Foster.
"What?" he asks "Do I have something on my face?"
"No." I say embarrassed, blush rushing to my cheeks.
I look down, hoping he wouldn't notice the large amount of blush on my face. Part of it being my crush on him.
Jesus just laughs and grabs my hand before leading me off the couch.
"Where are we going?" I asked
"My house, remember?" He laughs
"oh my god." I mumble to myself, how could I be so stupid?
"After you." Jesus bows while opening the door for me
"Why thank you, kind sir." I say, in my 'fancy' accent
Jesus just laughs and walks next to my down my driveway
