16- Favours and formalware

Bellamy sits beside me as I finish off my ice-cream. Once again, he is well within my personal space. Is he doing this on purpose or does he not realise how close he's sitting? I can feel his warmth beside me. As I finish my treat he stands, although he looks a little nervous. I'm wondering why when he speaks.

“So, did you ask Megan about that thing?” he asks me. I nod my head. He meets my gaze.

“And? What did you think?” he questions. He looks like he expects me to be mad. I smile and stand up. His expression is wary as I step in closer towards him but quickly turns to relief when I take his arm which he automatically held out to me as I stood. In fact, more than relief, he looks quite pleased.

“I think that it's different. Different, and confusing and might take some time for me to get used to.” I tell him with a small smile.

“But you're willing to try and get used to it?”

“As long as you're willing to try and understand that it is not natural to me and might take a bit of work.” I