Please Be All Mine

“Well?” Gerard said. I couldn’t answer. What was I supposed to say? I can’t just tell him that I was, in fact, spying on him.

“No?” I said. Grr, I’m dumb. I’m probably the worst actor ever. My no sounded more like a question.

“Really?” said Gerard. He grabbed a few strands of my hair and curled them around his index finger. “So what are you doing?”

I felt my blood rush to my face.

“Looking for a book?” I said. Damn it. Another answer that sounded like a question.

“Ok,” said Gerard, smirking and giving me a skeptical look. “If you say so.”

He let go of my hair. He turned to leave and I realized I had been holding my breath. I released the air from my lungs with relief. Somehow I had gotten out of that. But before I could get fully relaxed again, I saw Gerard stop and turn around, smiling.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“E-Ellie,” I stuttered.

“I like that name,” he said. “Hey Ellie?”

“Yeah?” I said.

“Stop spying on me,” Gerard said. I felt my face getting red again. “I don’t like it.”