*Hazel’s POV*

I’m an idiot. Why would I even- stop it Hazel, stop thinking about it. Just because you alone in a room with Liam, alone under the same roof, doesn’t give you the privilege to sit here and daydream about what it would be like to kiss him. The whole thing that happened yesterday, that was old news. He wanted pizza, that was all.

So why do I keep thinking about that it?

And why is it every time my back is turned to him, I can feel his eyes burning a hole in the back of my head?

I was walking into the kitchen, going to get a bottle of water, but seeing the place in front of the sink automatically made my thoughts think of yesterday. Every little detail was there. I guess you can say a photographic memory has its perks, but with stuff happening, like yesterday for example, it’s hard to get something like that out of my head. That was usually why I always drew, just so I could have a physical image to hold on too, but there was no way in hell I was about to draw how close Liam’s face was to my own, though I knew most of my focus was on his eyes. His chocolaty, shining, beautiful eyes.

I’m crazy. That was all there was to it. I was going crazy.

I never knew one guy could cause this much emotion and thought process out of me. I really needed to do something. Something to get my mind off of this – him – so I could be halfway normal again. Maybe I could go search for a job. Actually, that wasn’t a half-bad idea. I was out of high school now, so maybe I could try and get a career ready for myself.

I thought to myself as I walked back into the living room. What could I do? The only talent I had would be drawing. What job could I do that has to do with drawing? I wanted an opinion so I asked Liam what I should do, keeping my mind focused on my issue.

He sat for a moment, contemplating. “Well…” He looked at me, trying to find an answer. I caught him staring at my outfit. “You don’t have a bad sense of style. Your drawing technique is phenomenal. Perhaps something in fashion? That’s my first thought anyways.”

The idea was not bad at all. I nodded, smiling some at the idea. Fashion. That was always mine and Pandora’s thing. I’ve done a few Home Ec classes in high school, so I know how to work a sewing machine. There was a few years where I made mine and Pandora’s costume for Halloween. It honestly wasn’t a bad idea.

“Do you want me to hook you up with somebody?” Liam asked.

I blinked at his question. It was so tempting to let him do it, but I knew it wouldn’t be right to always fall back on Liam when trying to figure out my life. I shook my head. I would do this my way. I knew if Liam put in the little effort, I could have a job within a few days, but I had to risk this myself. I couldn’t continue to rely on Liam as long as my life lasts. “I’ll do this on my own. Besides, I’m not sure if it is something I want to do for sure.”

Liam nodded, understanding. He was staring at me, curious about my sudden wanting of a job. Perhaps he was showing a little admiration. I didn’t know, except I felt those eyes stare at me. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but I felt there was something being said though no words were being exchanged by the two of us.

I grabbed the sketchbook I’ve kept on the coffee table, opening to a new page. I was tempted to draw something, though not sure of what. Images from the day before kept flashing before my eyes and I had to keep myself from drawing that. With Liam here next to me, I didn’t want to risk the embarrassment coming from that moment.

I needed something different. I needed a new image. I placed the sketchbook down beside me, sitting up some. “Hey, I’m going to go out for a bit, okay?” I said to Liam, standing up.

I watched as he motioned to stand up also. “Should I tag along?” He asked.

I shook my head. “I’ll be fine. I just want to clear my head some.”

I could see the worried look on his face. He wanted to tag along otherwise he’ll sit in here worrying over nothing. I smiled reassuringly. “Liam, I’ll have my phone. I’ll give you a call if I get lost. Okay?”

He let a slow breath escape before nodding. “I guess I can start getting ready for the tour then.”
He let out a breath, as if he really wasn’t looking forward to it. “I guess the vacation was getting to my head a little, huh? I’m getting too use of not working.”

“Looks like you got a lot to catch up on.” I noted.

He nodded as he made an expression. I decided to leave then, waving a small bye before grabbing my shoes and heading out the door. I didn’t move for a moment after closing the door. I shook my head, cursing myself a little as I walked down the steps and down the streets. Seriously, what was wrong with me? Just because of that little incident… no, seriously? Was I honestly feeling a little disappointed. I rubbed my hands over my face. Damn it, Hazel! You’re not supposed to think about having these kind of feelings about one of your best friends.

Was I honestly starting to crush on Liam? I can’t believe it. The moment I thought it, that was the moment I realized I knew I liked him a little more than anticipated. Why did I have to have these feelings? Why now? Of all times?

I wasn’t sure what I was going to do with myself.

Notes

FINALLY got to UPDATE this story! sheesh o.o sorry about that. Been busy like a son of a gun lately. School's started and being the senior i am, heh, yeah, not fun. I'm doing what i can to update these stories, and it's not easy, so it'll be hard to continue to update.

So bear with me
thanks for reading :D