How to say "I love you" [4]

I was too shocked to move or do anything. All I really could do was squeal like a chipmunk, and nodd my head. He laughed, which made me embarrassed. It wasn't helping the blushing that when he put his arm around my shoulder as he stood up. Adam was so tall, and dark and handsome. I didn't know what to make of him. At all. Everything seemed perfect at that exact moment. Nothing could hurt me, nothing could scratch me. The world made sence. I could even remember that the world really was there when it disappeared this time. I could see. The vision of mine was clear.

He was the one.

I could just feel it.

Chapter 2.

Well, we both sat together under the basketball court. Adam and I were soaked to the bone, and I could see right through his white shirt. It clung to him like a hair that clung to his forehead. I could see his smile out the corner of my eye. Even though we were dating, I couldn't look at him. No matter how much attitude, or smart-ass I had, I was still shy around people like Adam. "Are you alright?" he suddenly asked. I shocked myself out of la-la land and answered quickly, "Nothing...I'm just...a little shocked I guess..."

"About what?" I could hear the chuckle under his breath.

"About...what...happened..." Still wasn't able to name the whole predicament.

"It's okay Delena. I promise not to hurt you..." Another sensation ran through my veins. From my arm. Not knowing what it was, I looked down to find that he had taken my hand in his. It seemed to have engulfed it. But it was there. Adam was holding my hand. Something in me sort of jumped and I felt my heart thud harder. And harder. And harder. Wouldn't yours if there was the perfect guy...and he was taking your hand...I couldn't feel my face. Could I ever feel my face? All the thoughts that wouldn't pace my mind, started at that moment.

"ADAM! DELENA!" He was back. He must have spotted us from the back of the gym. Spencer was suddenly between us, and sitting on my hand. Adam must have moved his like lightning. "OH MY-" I started. But Spencer covered my mouth. "Sorry..." He apologized and moved his big butt. It was a whisper like though. I knew that he was not going to say that too loud.

I was so tired of this. Big brother or not, no matter HOW much he wanted to protect me, I wanted him outta my buissness. But that didn't mean that I was gonna say anything about it. I looked down toward my Converse and sighed. There was nothing I could do at this point. Spencer was bigger, and badder than I was. Let's just leave it at that.

My face was all flushed with fever. The humitity and Spencer breathing down both of our necks made it feel like a spa or something. Not the good kind eaither. One of those really hot rooms that are supposed to help your skin if you don't die first. I didn't see that Spencer was glaring full blast at Adam. Even if I did see, or did care, I was way too hot to do anything about it.

Suddenly, a clasp of lightning flung itself across the dark grey sky and it scared the I-don't-know-what outta me. My heart skipped beats, and I felt myself fadding. I was hot, and I couldn't see. Then, everything was still. Absolutly. Still.

I didn't feel his touch until I could see his face.