Evanna Austen a freshman in college, starts out her journey with her friends. After successfully passed out her freshman year she was ready to began her second year more than ever, with the friends she loved. Everything was going fine until her unco...
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“Liam.” my voice comes out as whisper as I clung to him suddenly feeling frightened like if I let go of him something wrong will happen. He is way too tall for an average height girl like me so I had to stand on my tiptoes to reach him. Thankfully he leans down, his hands wrapping around my body.
“Rose what happened?” He asks, his voice sounded afar or maybe it's my ears that suddenly block down. I hide my face more into his shoulder and feel him suck in a large breath.
“Rose. Speak.” His voice sounds strange. I don't say anything as silent tears come out.
“Rose tell me why the fuck are you crying?” He finally let go of me but his hands are still around me. I look down because I know how ugly I look after I cry. His hands lightly touch my cheeks.
“Nothing.” my voice sounds groggy and his grip tightens on my shoulder.
“Don't lie. Tell me what happened?” he says in a tight voice as if controlling himself.
“I need to go.” I change the subject and step out towards the bathroom but he doesn't let me go.
“You seriously think I am letting you go. Answer me first.” He demands.
My thoughts battle in my head for an answer. He needs an answer. I could give him one, tell him what happened but should I? I remember last time when this happened he took that so lightly, casually coming to me, saying sorry on his friends behalf like they didn't harass me. Will it be okay to tell him the same thing happened today? The worst part is, that time I was in shock that how could he take the situation so easy and if he did the same right now I wouldn't be able to see it. Things changed. I like him now. I don't want to see him as some sort of a guy who doesn't care about girls if they get harassed or not.
“I said nothing.” I try to sound frustrated even though I am not. I really want to tell someone so that they could tell me I am fearing for nothing. He suddenly pushes my chin up and I gulp hard as his eyes roam on my face. I want to go somewhere, hide and cry harder. I don't want his scrutinizing gaze.
“Something happened right? Something bad? Did he do something?” he says but I don't say anything. My mind is off. “I know that fucker did something. That bastard.” Liam's outburst takes me off guard as he sprint towards our table. I become active all of sudden and hurries after him, grabbing his shirt before he do something stupid.
"Liam stop. Liam... Please stop. Liam." I finally tug him back with as much force I can use. His breathing is erect as I push him to the wall, his gone anger is now back with more intensity.
"He didn't do anything." I defend Alex.
"Then why the fuck are you crying? Just after leaving the table?" He all but shouts at me making me step back a little. He notices me and closes his eyes for a brief second.
"He didn't do anything." I repeat and go back inside the bathroom to wash my face. I cringe when I see how horrible I look with a running nose and sticky face. How can someone like Liam look at my face and not run away? I go outside after washing my face multiple times and stop when I find him still standing. His eyes fly in my direction, all the anger gone now. I walk towards him not knowing what to say now.
