" So , titanic huh?" Okay, definetly not what I expected but I'll take what I can get , rather then this torturous silence.
All I do is frown at him but that doesn't seem to affect him the slightest.
" So, not a big fan of it?" He tries again.
" No." I say quickly.
" Why not?" He is stalling, of course he is.
" Too sad."
Before he can even say anything else, I blurt out the same question in frustration.
" Why are you in my room?"
" Needed an escape from that suffocating room." He says, making my frown to deepen.
" All rooms are the same, so I see no difference in you coming here." I point out.
He keeps silent, moving around my room. I don't dare take my eyes off of him, while he explores my room.
" There is a difference." He tells me.
Before I can question him, footsteps outside once again sound at the far distance, and they sound like they are coming towards my room.
I jump up off the bed, turning to face him, only to see him half way out the window.
" Aren't you afraid of falling?" I whisper out, walking on to peek out and to see the distance.
All I get is a shrug as a response.
The footsteps grow louder now .
Panick shoots in now, watching him take his own sweet time getting out. A knock on my door interrupts me from watching him risk his life.
With no time to waste, I close the window shut once I'm sure he is completely out, then walk on over to the door where I first release a breath, before unlocking the door and opening it.
One of the caretakers, Jenny, stands in my doorway and I don't miss the relief that washes off her face.
Geesh what did she think I'd do to myself?
Okay I don't want to ponder on that thought.
" I was told to come check up on you, is everything alright?" Oh it must have been Vicky who sent her.
" Yes, um I was about to come down." I say.
Her eyes remaining on me, makes me feel uncomfortable in this awkward silence. I realise that she's waiting for me.
Closing the door behind me, I walk on, she falls instep with me and no words are shared between us.
Reaching the theatre room, I hear the movie running first before I see the multiple heads, focused on the screen in concentration. Spotting an empty chair, just a few chairs apart from Vicky, who nods my way, I find my way and slouch in my seat.
It's gonna be a long night, that's all I tell myself as I watch Jack and Rose meet for the first time.
With no time to get into the movie, I suddenly feel like I am being watched, as if eyes are trained on me and me alone, this time for certain it's not Vicky.
Glancing over my shoulder, my eyes catch sight of him, one row apart. A minute or so passes with our eyes stuck on each other. I glance back around and I dare not look back again, with no intention of driving myself crazy under those alluring dangerous eyes.
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Peace and quiet, the one thing I needed the most today and my little hide out, at the back of the mini library has provided that.
I just hope no one will disturb me.
Bring so engrossed in a good book, it takes me a while to notice someone coming my way. I force my eyes away from the page I'm on to look up, furrowing my brows at the sight of that boy, standing ten feet away from me. I can't help my eyes in watching him scan the books, his own brows furrowed in concentration.
Watching him now, my mind never fails to take him all in and I can't deny that he actually looks nice today.
I mentally scold myself for such thoughts and I avert my eyes back to my book, but that's when I feel it, him staring.
He has noticed me.
I hold my breath as I feel him advance towards me, but I still don't dare to look at him. It's rude to stare and I don't like eyes focused on me too, that's why I'm praying hard that he walks past me.
In the moment of certainly being pulled back to the book, the hairs on my neck and arms rise, and now I'm pretty sure that he'd closed the distance, now towering over me.
What is he doing here?
A tense minute passes with both of us being in the same position, until I hear shuffling and darn it, he settles down beside me.
I do my best to ignore him and focus on my book which almost works, but of course he does something extra, he leans in close, making me to jump back in surprise where I accidentally drop my book in the process.
I watch as he slowly reaches out his hand towards me and I flinch back, thinking that he's going to touch me.
I release a breath that I'd been holding, realising that he was only taking my book. His furrowed brows towards my actions has me drowning in embarrassment.
Gosh, how could I be so stupid?
Watching him look over my book, embarrassment is soon replaced by protectiveness over my book. I snatch it back and away from him, holding it safetly against my chest.
" Protective much." He mutters.
" Nosy much." I retort.
He smirks at me and I can't deny that it adds to his good looks.
As quickly as that thought came, I shove it to the back of my mind.
" Are you stalking me?" I ask him as panick slowly seeps in. My eyes scan around me furiously and I get ready to bolt out of here if need be.
His eyes hold humour for a bit as he is about to say something but after taking a good look at me, the humour leaves him and he gives me a suspicious look. This makes me to squirm from where I'm sitting and I want to disappear.
" No." He says and for some reason I believe him.
We remain in silence for a while and I try avoid his eyes as best as I can, but it's difficult, when I can feel his own, unmoving from me.
Preparing for the question that's written all over his face, I am slightly taken aback when he says something totally different.
" I like purple." He says.
" What?" I ask in confusion.
" My favourite colour is purple."
Something clicks in my brain.
" That's why you were in my room?" He nods at this.
That's a shocker. Here I was , thinking that he was in my room for escaping purposes, guess I was wrong about him. But he told me this last night and I kind of believed him, though I didnt understand.
Oh well, what did I expect, we are strangers after all and he has every reason to choose, whether to tell me the truth or not.
Okay, I'm judging now and that's not a good thing on my part.
I catch him staring at me.
" What?"
" Seeing your face now, I'm guessing that you didn't expect that."
"Well no, I thought maybe you were using my room as some form of escape." I remind him of his words last night.
Looking at him now, I notice how he is the one trying to avoid my eyes this time.
" Yes, that's another reason."
" Is there another?"
" What?"
" Reason?" He seems to think this over before looking at me again.
" I was trying to ditch titanic." He says as he smirks at me.
"Not a fan of titanic ?" I ask with my brows quirking up.
"Not really, too sad." He states and I can't help but smirk at him.
After a minute, I hear my name being called.
I pull my eyes away from him and search for the person who has been calling me. I find Jenny standing at a far distance, looking at us.
I rise to my feet, taking everything of mine along with me. I start walking away without a glance back at the boy..
I reach Jenny and I don't miss her eyes glancing over my shoulder, probably curious about my company.
" You have a visitor." She says right before walking off.
I already know that she wants me to follow her and with just a step forward, I'm brought to a hault by a voice behind me.
" Not even a goodbye?"
I glance over my shoulder at him.
" I like grey."
With that I turn away from him and walk off, a small smile creeping on my face.
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