Chapter 8

Aiden's Point of View

"Why are you mad at me?" I asked, starting to get annoyed with him.

He scoffed, "You're really asking me why? Isn't it obvious yet what makes me angry?"

"I am not doing anything!" I defended myself.

He smirked and averted his eyes, "Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say."

I bit my lower lip and held my tears back. Why is he so mad? I don't really avoid him, I only avoid his hand. Because he doesn't know how I feel, he can say that. He didn't know that I was going crazy every night thinking why I was like this. Every time we stare at each other, my heart beats faster than I used to. And every time we just touch for a moment I feel electricity in my body that I have never experienced before.

For a moment of silence, my tears finally fell down. I sobbed, and when Wyatt heard it, he immediately turned to me. I just stared at him as my tears just kept coming out.

Wyatt wiped his hand over his face when he saw me crying. He sat down again while his palm remained covering his fa